But memory, after a time, dispenses its own emphasis, making a feuilleton of what we once thought most ponderable, laying its wreath on what we never thought to recall.

This is my answer to the gap between ideas and action - I will write it out.

The standard dreaming of a society has to be listened to.

I don't suppose there's really any critic except posterity.

What I have written-and how I came to write it-is most powerfully what I am.

perhaps there's no sharper spur to meditation than answered prayer.

The words! I collected them in all shapes and sizes and hung them like bangles in my mind.