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Walking Has The Best Value As Gymnastics Of The Mind.

We Are The Prisoners Of Ideas. They Catch Us Up For Moments Into Their Heaven, And So Fully Engage Us, That We Take No Thought Forthe Morrow, Gaze Like Children, Without An Effort To Make Them Our Own.

It Is God In You That Responds To God Without, Or Affirms His Own Words Trembling On The Lips Of Another.

Every Man Alone Is Sincere. At The Entrance Of A Second Person, Hypocrisy Begins. We Parry And Fend The Approach Of Our Fellow-man By Compliments, By Gossip, By Amusements, By Affairs. We Cover Up Our Thought From Him Under A Hundred Folds.

Every Person Has His Or Her Own Vocation-talent Is The Call.