In Time They Could Not Even Fly

Would You Like An Adventure Now, Or Would You Like To Have Your Tea First?

Every Living Thing Was Shunning Him. Poor Little Peter Pan, He Sat Down And Cried, And Even Then He Did Not Know That, For A Bird, He Was Sitting On His Wrong Part. It Is A Blessing That He Did Not Know, For Otherwise He Would Have Lost Faith In His Power To Fly, And The Moment You Doubt Whether You Can Fly, You Cease Forever To Be Able To Do It. The Reason Birds Can Fly And We Can't Is Simply That They Have Perfect Faith, For To Have Faith Is To Have Wings.

Our Life Is A Book To Which We Add Daily, Until Suddenly We Are Finished, And Then The Manuscript Is Burned.

Love Is Not Blind; It Is An Extra Eye, Which Shows Us What Is Most Worthy Of Regard.

Nothing Is Really Work Unless You Would Rather Be Doing Something Else.