Instead of altering their views to fit the facts, they alter the facts to fit their views. You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. If you drop one of these, they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged, or even shattered. We have created a society that honors the servant and has forgotten the gift.
Honor never grows old, and honor rejoices the heart of age.
If only their being were good, their works would shine forth brightly. Irving teaches me the lesson of cheerfulness, Hawthorne shows me the hatefulness of sin, Longfellow gives me the soft, tranquil music of hope. Lowell makes us feel that we must give ourselves to our fellow men. Whittier sings to me of divine Fatherhood and human brotherhood. Jesus Christ is back of these all.