If we do not permit the earth to produce beauty and joy, it will in the end not produce food, either.

Every time a value is born, existence takes on a new meaning; every time one dies, some part of that meaning passes away.

The typical American believes that no necessity of the soul is free and that there are precious few, if any, which cannot be bought.

It is sometimes easier to head an institute for the study of child guidance than it is to turn one brat into a decent human being.

Custom has furnished the only basis which ethics have ever had.

Cats seem to go on the principle that it never does any harm to ask for what you want.

Is it wholly fantastic to admit the possibility that Nature herself strove toward what we call beauty? Face to face with any one of the elaborate flowers which man's cultivation has had nothing to do with, it does not seem fantastic to me. We put survival first. But when we have a margin of safety left over, we expend it in the search for the beautiful. Who can say that Nature does not do the same?