It Is Not To Everyone's Taste That

A Vocation Makes Us Unthinking; That Is Its Greatest Blessing. For It Is A Bulwark Behind Which We Are Permitted To Withdraw Whencommonplace Doubts And Cares Assail Us.

Blessed Are The Sleepy Ones: For They Shall Soon Drop Off.

Whereas The Man Of Action Binds His Life To Reason And Its Concepts So That He Will Not Be Swept Away And Lost, The Scientific Investigator Builds His Hut Right Next To The Tower Of Science So That He Will Be Able To Work On It And To Find Shelter For Himself Beneath Those Bulwarks Which Presently Exist.

People Live For The Morrow, Because The Day-after-to-morrow Is Doubtful.

Inexperienced Girls Flatter Themselves With The Notion That It Is In Their Power To Make A Man Happy.