To Lose One's Life Is But To

The Burning Conviction That We Have A Holy Duty Toward Others Is Often A Way Of Attaching Our Drowning Selves To A Passing Raft.

It Would Be Difficult To Exaggerate The Degree To Which We Are Influenced By Those We Influence.

Quite Often The Social Doctors Become Part Of The Disease.

In An Adequate Social Order, The Untalented Should Be Able To Acquire A Sense Of Usefulness And Of Growth Without Interfering With The Development Of Talent Around Them

All Prayers And Hopes Are A Reaching-out For Coincidences.