David McCord Quotes

Books fall open, you fall in.

The cricket's gone, we only hear machines In erg and atom they exact their pay. And life is largely lived on silver screens.

Books fall open, you fall in, delighted where you've never been.

March is outside the door Flaming some old desire As man turns uneasily from his fire.

Your life will be rich for others only as it is rich for you.

The decent docent doesn't doze; He teaches standing on his toes. His students dassn't doze and does, And that's what teaching is and was.

A pedestrian is a man in danger of his life. A walker is a man in possession of his soul.

A handful of sand is an anthology of the universe.

Life is a garment we continuously alter, but which never seems to fit.

But man must light for man The fires no other can, And find in his own eye Where the strange crossroads lie.

Metaphorically these essays move as a quiet but observant coast-guard cutter among the rocks and islands up and down the littoral of our life.