Money Is Power, Freedom, A Cushion, The

History Is A Living Horse Laughing At A Wooden Horse. History Is A Wind Blowing Where It Listeth. History Is No Sure Thing To Bet On. History Is A Box Of Tricks With A Lost Key. History Is A Labyrinth Of Doors With Sliding Panels, A Book Of Ciphers With The Code In A Cave Of The Saragossa Sea. History Says, If It Pleases, Excuse Me, I Beg Your Pardon, It Will Never Happen Again If I Can Help It.

Never Will A Time Come When The Most Marvelous Recent Invention Is As Marvelous As A Newborn Child.

The Sea Is Always The Same: And Yet The Sea Always Changes.

Poetry Is A Fossil Rock-print Of A Fin And A Wing, With An Illegible Oath Between.

Life Is Like An Onion. You Peel It Off One Layer At A Time, And Sometimes You Weep.