The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of the infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.

Towering genius distains a beaten path. It seeks regions hitherto unexplored.

Prayer is a thought, a belief, a feeling, arising within the mind of the one praying.

Out all of these zillions of letters, one of the first ones that came was, as it turned out from Johnny Carson within the last five or six weeks of his life. I had worked with him. He lost a son who had worked for me.

Written By Dick Ebersol

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