It Is A Fine Thing To Be

The Object Of Parliament Is To Substitute Argument For Fisticuffs.

We Are Plunged In A Long And Grievous Struggle. But All Will Come Right If We All Work Together To The End.

I Was Happy As A Child With My Toys In My Nursery. I Been Happier Every Year Since I Became A Man. But This Interlude Of School Makes A Somber Grey Patch Upon The Chart Of My Journey. It Was A Unending Spell Of Worries That Did Not Then Seem Petty, And Of Toil Uncheered By Fruition; A Time Of Discomfort, Restriction And Purposeless Monotony.

Science Unfolded Her Treasures And Her Secrets To The Desperate Demands Of Men, And Placed In Their Hands Agencies And Apparatus Almost Decisive In Their Character. Reflecting On The Outcome Of World War I, And An Ominous Future.

I Love Learning, But Hate Being Taught.