Cracks Make Caves Collapse.

Anything Too Far Out Of Tune With Our Attitude Is Lost, Either In The Ears Themselves Or Somewhere Beyond, But It Is Lost.

I Had Grown Up Among Engineers, And I Could Remember The Engineers Of The Twenties Very Well Indeed: Their Open, Shining Intellects, Their Free And Gentle Humor, Their Agility And Breadth Of Thought, The Ease With Which They Shifted From One Engineering Field To Another, And, For That Matter, From Technology To Social Concerns And Art. Then, Too, They Personified Good Manners And Delicacy Of Taste; Well-bred Speech That Flowed Evenly And Was Free Of Uncultured Words; One Of Them Might Play A Musical Instrument, Another Dabble In Painting; And Their Faces Always Bore A Spiritual Imprint.

The Essence Of Life Will Never Be Captured By Even The Greatest Of Formulas.

A Drop In The Ocean Has No Fear Of A Hurricane.

Our Government Declared That It Is Conducting Some Kind Of Great Reforms. In Reality, No Real Reforms Were Begun And No One At Any Point Has Declared A Coherent Programme.