Happiness lies in the joy of achievement and the thrill of creative effort.

My heart is like a singing bird.

We must not look at goblin men$$$We must not buy their fruits:Who knows upon what soil they fedTheir hungry thirsty roots?

Love came down at Christmas$$$ Love all lovely$$$ Love Divine; Love was born at Christmas; Star and angels gave the sign.

Each man creates God in his own image.

But these great minds cannot avoid doing extraordinary things!

Clouds of black birds rose up wailing and screaming$$$ like the thoughts of my heart.

The goal of life is not the earning of money$$$ but the service of God.

I am a macrohistorian specializing in the processes of change in advanced societies$$$ with a special interest in methodological questions.

Lovely morning$$$ World War Two.