Venerable are letters, infinitely brave, forlorn, and lost. Life would split asunder without them. 'Come to tea, come to dinner, what's the truth of the story? have you heard the news? life in the capital is wonderful; the Russian dancers. . . . ' These are our stays and props. These lace our days together and make of life a perfect globe.
The subject of management is man; the objective of management is the moving of man's mind and will and imagination.