Love’s Burdens (1921): “In some unfeeling, intellectually ideal republic, such a pitiful piece of human wreckage might have been cast upon the junk heap.” The Successors of Tantalus (1921): “Yet these unrealized hopes are among the most valuable experiences we have.” The Christian Standard of Greatness (1922): “‛If any man would be first, he shall be last of all and the servant of all.’” The Objective of Service (1922): “Humanity is, therefore, the most important object to which our interest and service can be dedicated. It represents both the divine problem and the human task.” Our Blessings of Deliverance (1922): “No less important than the things which we have been given are the things from which we have been saved.” The Redemption of Jean Valjean (1922): “[Victor Hugo] furnishes us a master picture of the upward struggle of a soul despite the influences acting within and without to keep it down.” Eulogy for Joseph E. Henley [excerpt] (1924): “we have none too much of simple human kindness” The Corner Stones of Life (1925): “Any product that has in it only the very best of materials suggests just one thing—character.” Eulogy for Sanford F. Teter [excerpt] (1928): “He passed through the fire, but he did not let it burn away his courage...” MISCELLANEOUS Is Prohibition Paternalistic? (1919): “Freedom needs to recognize its own proper limits, and it will do so in any properly organized social system.” Vibration as a Basis of Invention (1919): “Nature probably holds some provision for our every want. We need only to establish the means by which she can deliver her gifts to us.” WRITINGS “It was an innocent-faced maid” (1906) It was an innocent-faced maid who stood at the postoffice window Saturday and asked in the tone of one seeking a bargain, “Have ye any postage stamps?” “Certainly,” replied the obliging clerk. “How many?” “Let me see them, please,” was the answer, and the stamps were produced for inspection. “I don’t quite like the color of these,” she said. “Don’t you have any two-cent stamps of a lighter shade?” “Only one kind of two-cent stamps are made, Miss.” “Then I think I shall take one-cent ones. I like green better than such a bloody red. I am a Quaker, and it is too suggestive of war. Can you sell me six for five cents?” “No, indeed, Miss, the price of stamps is fixed regularly.” “Then I shall try elsewhere. Please don’t be offended. I will come back here if I can’t get them cheaper anywhere else.” And still with the bargain-hunting air, the innocent-faced maid took her departure. “A man entered a downtown street car” (1906) A man entered a downtown street car one day last week. The car was full, and he was obliged to hang onto the strap and ride in the midst of a crowd of good-looking girls, most of whom were either “would-bes” or “has-beens.” The conversation soon started in his direction, and in secret tone, just loud enough for him to hear, they discussed the new arrival.