We are not sent into this world to do anything into which we can
not put our hearts. We have certain work to do for our bread and
that is to be done strenuously, other work to do for our delight
and that is to be done heartily; neither is to be done by halves
or shifts, but with a will; and what is not worth this effort is
not to be done at all.
--_John Ruskin_
I am Elbert Hubbard's son, and I am entirely familiar with the proposition
that "Genius never reproduces."
Heretofore, it has always been necessary to sign my name, "Elbert Hubbard
II"--but now there is an embarrassment in that signature, an assumption
that I do not feel.
There is no Second Elbert Hubbard. To five hundred Roycrofters, to the
Village of East Aurora, and to a few dozen personal friends scattered over
the face of the earth, I am Bert Hubbard, plain Bert Hubbard--and as Bert
Hubbard I want to be known to you.
I lay no claim to having inherited Elbert Hubbard's Genius, his
Personality, his Insight into the Human Heart. I am another and totally
different sort of man.