During War We Imprison The Rights Of

A Man's Name, Title, And Rank Are Artificial And Impermanent; They Do Nothing To Reveal What He Really Is, Even To Himself.

A Faithful Woman Looks To The Spring, A Good Book, Perfume, Earthquakes, And Divine Revelation For The Experience Others Find In A Lover. They Deceive Their Husbands, So To Speak, With The Entire World, Men Excepted.

A Golf Course Is The Epitome Of All That Is Purely Transitory In The Universe, A Space Not To Dwell In, But To Get Over As Quickly As Possible.

To Make Ourselves Invisible To Creditors Or To The Envious, And Even To Our Own Worries, We Can Take Advantage Here On Earth Of A Great Democratic Institution-in Fact, Democracy's Only Success-the Night.

Who Would Prefer Peace To The Glory Of Hunger And Thirst, Of Wading Through Mud, And Dying In The Service Of One's Country?