And one must if one is to keep up with the very latest in Thought and Life.
Concentration! Concentration! That is the key to it all! Nearly every night when I am alone with my own Ego I go into the Silences for a little period of Spiritual Self-Examination and I always ask myself: "Have I Concentrated today? Really Concentrated? Or have I failed?"
I call these little times my Psychic Inquisitions.
In the hurry of this crowded age one must find time to get along with one's self, must one not? Fothy Finch has written a beautiful thing about the hurry of this crowded age which I wish everyone could hang over his desk.
Well, I must be going on now. I have a committee meeting for this afternoon. I can't for the life of me remember whether it's about suffrage — Oh, yes, I marched! — or about some relief fund.
SOUL MATES
I'm taking up Bergson this week.
Next week I'm going to take up Etruscan vases and the Montessori system.
Oh, no, I haven't lost my interest in sociology.
Only the other night we went down in the auto and watch the bread line.