I Gambled On Having The Strength To

Our Faith In The Present Dies Out Long Before Our Faith In The Future.

War Is, We Have Been Forced To Admit, Even In The Face Of Its Huge Place In Our Civilization, An Asocial Trait.

It Is My Necessary Breath Of Life To Understand And Expression Is The Only Justification Of Life That I Can Feel Without Prodding.

In World History, Those Who Have Helped To Build The Same Culture Are Not Necessarily Of One Race, And Those Of The Same Race Have Not All Participated In One Culture.

Most People Are Shaped To The Form Of Their Culture Because Of The Enormous Malleability Of Their Original Endowment. They Are Plastic To The Moulding Force Of The Society Into Which They Are Born. It Does Not Matter Whether, With The Northwest Coast, It Requires Delusions Of Self-reference, Or With Our Own Civilization The Amassing Of Possessions. In Any Case The Great Mass Of Individuals Take Quite Readily The Form That Is Presented To Them.