PEOPLE They range from animals to gods. They pray for you and they prey on you. They are bears for punishment and brutes for revenge. They want to be Everyone, Everywhere, Everything. Their restlessness fills them with wanderings and spurs them into wanderings. They are creatures of moods and modes. They try to look different, but deep down underneath they are all alike. They are hero-worshippers and idol-destroyers. They are quick to take sides and quick to swing from side to side. They like individuals who can appraise and praise them. People must be taken as they are and still they want to be taken as they aren't. They have their ways and want to get away with them. They cry for the moon and wail for a place in the sun. They are happiest in the hurly-burly, giving and taking, making and losing, to the tune of a hurdygurdy. They try everything once and seldom stop to think twice. But they are blessed with nine lives and often strike twelve at eleventh hours. With people all things are possible; without them, all things are impossible. They must forever be felt and dealt with. To lose contact with them is to lose contact with life.