If a weakly mortal is to do anything in the world besides eat the bread thereof there must be a determined subordination of the whole nature to the one aim no trifling with time which is passing with strength which is only too limited.
My favorite time in the cycles of public life is the time when the Pope is dead and they haven't elected a new one. There's no one in the world who is infallible for those weeks. And you know I don't miss it.
