Matisse and the Music of Discontent By Andre Kostelanetz On Easter Sunday, 1945, the last year of the war, my wife and I were in Marseilles. We had just arrived for four days rest, after a tour of entertaining the troops in Burma. It was a wonderful...
The Light of a Bright Day By Helen Keller I choose for my subject faith wrought into life, apart from creed or dogma. By faith I mean a vision of good one cherishes and the enthusiasm that pushes one to seek its fulfillment regardless of obstacles. F...
Fixing Up the Run-Down Places by Dr. David Dallas Jones Every life coheres around certain fundamental core ideas whether we realize it or not. If I were asked to state the ideas around which my life and my life's work have been built it would seem th...
The Soundest Investment of All by C. Jared Ingersoll I feel very presumptuous and uncomfortable about trying to explain out loud the things I believe in. But I do think that all human problems are in some way related to each other, so perhaps if peop...
Learning to Get Out of the Way by Aldous Huxley In every one of the higher religions, there is a strain of infinite optimism on the one hand and on the other, a profound pessimism. In the depths of our being, they all teach there is an inner light, b...
Taxi Drivers Are People, Too By John Hughes I believe honesty is one of the greatest gifts there is. I know they call it a lot of fancy names these days, like integrity and forthrightness. But it doesnt make any difference what they call it; its stil...
I See No Doom Down an Alley我看见的不是死胡同 By Herbert Hoover My professional training was in science and engineering. That is a training in the search for truth, and its application to the use of mankind. With a gloss of science we have a...
You Cannot Fix a Real Faith When I learned that members of my team, boys whom I had trusted and to whom I had devoted intense training and guidance---when I learned that these boys had been fixed by professional gamblers, my faith and belief in the b...
Escape the Dark Destructive Force by Robert Hillyer I feel the coming glory of the light. This last line of Edwin Arlington Robinsons sonnet Credo expresses the general basis of my belief. It is my task to clear away the debris of dead emotions, regr...
Do You Know Your Special Talent? by Anne Heywood What I am about to say may appear to be plugging my own business, but it's what I know best ... and I believe it deeply and sincerely. I believe that every human being has a talent - something that he...
