I might cry tomorrow, but I may be smiling the day after. That's enough. That's the way life is. If I don't lose hope - tomorrow will come. �Tomorrow will come if we don't lose hope. . . I learned that from Nana. �But rainy days still make my cheeks wet with tears, even now. It was pouring, on that rainy day.
Public life, politics and industry should all of them be within our sphere of influence. . . . If we are to infiltrate the professional and social activities of other people I think we must imitate the Totalitarians and organize some kind of fifth column activity! If better ideas on mental health are to progress and spread we, as the salesmen, must lose our identity. . . Let us all, therefore, very secretly be 'fifth columnists. '