Diplomacy: Lying In State.

I Sometimes Think The Pussy-willows Grey Are Angel Kittens Who Have Lost Their Way, And Every Bulrush On The River Bank A Cat-tail From Some Lovely Cat Astray.

Modesty: The Gentle Art Of Enhancing Your Charm By Pretending Not To Be Aware Of It.

A Man Must Love A Thing Very Much If He Not Only Practices It Without Any Hope Of Fame And Money, But Even... Without Any Hope Of Doing It Well.

Children, Behold The Chimpanzee: He Sits On The Ancestral Tree From Which We Sprang In Ages Gone.

I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December A Magical Thing And Sweet To Remember. 'we Are Nearer To Spring Than We Were In September,' I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December.