What Seems New Is Only New To

It Is Ironical That In An Age When We Have Prided Ourselves On Our Progress In The Intelligent Care And Teaching Of Children We Have At The Same Time Put Them At The Mercy Of New And Most Terrible Weapons Of Destruction.

The Typhoon Came Out Of The Sea First As A Deep Hollow Roar. ... I Was Surrounded By The Madness, The Unreason, Of Uncontrolled, Undisciplined Energy. None Of This Made Any Sense. It Was Worse Than Useless - It Was Nature Destroying Its Own Creation - Its Own Self. To Create By The Long Process Of Growth And Then To Destroy By A Fit Of Wild Emotion - Was This Not Madness, Was This Not Unreason?

Perhaps One Has To Be Very Old Before One Learns To Be Amused Rather Than Shocked.

My First Vivid Memory Is...when First I Looked Into Her Face And She Looked Into Mine. That I Do Remember, And That Exchanging Looks I Have Carried With Me All Of My Life. We Recognized Each Other. I Was Her Child And She Was My Mother.

The Rich Are Always Afraid.