Gold? Yellow, Glittering, Precious Gold?... This Yellow

I Hope I Haven't Given You The Impression That I Consider Kissing Intrinsically Irrational.

...the Test Of A First-rate Intelligence Is The Ability To Hold Two Opposed Ideas In The Mind At The Same Time, And Still Retain The Ability To Function. One Should, For Example, Be Able To See That Things Are Hopeless And Yet Be Determined To Make Them Otherwise. This Philosophy Fitted On To My Early Adult Life, When I Saw The Improbable, The Implausible, Often The "impossible," Come True.

The Best Contacts Are When One Knows The Obstacles And Still Wants To Preserve A Relation.

France Was A Land, England Was A People, But America, Having About It Still That Quality Of The Idea, Was Harder To Utter - It Was The Graves At Shiloh And The Tired, Drawn, Nervous Faces Of Its Great Men, And The Country Boys Dying In The Argonne For A Phrase That Was Empty Before Their Bodies Withered. It Was A Willingness Of The Heart.

Sometimes It Is Harder To Deprive Oneself Of A Pain Than Of A Pleasure.