At night... the streets become rhythmical perspectives of glowing dotted lines, reflections hung upon them in the streets as the wistaria hangs its violet racemes on its trellis. The buildings are shimmering verticality, a gossamer veil, a festive scene-prop hanging there against the black sky to dazzle, entertain, amaze.

We do not learn so much by our successes as we learn by failures - our own and others! Especially if we see the failures properly corrected.

If capitalism is fair then unionism must be. If men and women have a right to capitalize their ideas and the resources of their country, then that implies the right of men and women to capitalize their labor.

Is there anything more anti-American than McCarthyism?

A box is more a coffin for the human spirit than an inspiration.

Nature is the only body of God that we shall ever see.

Individuality realized is the supreme attainment of the human soul, the master-master's work of art. Individuality is sacred.