On Ne Sait Jamais! One Never Knows!

It's Useful Because It's Beautiful.

To Forget A Friend Is Sad. Not Every One Has Had A Friend. And If I Forget Him, I May Become Like The Grown−ups Who Are No Longer Interested In Anything But Figures.

You Do Not Explain The Tree By Telling Of The Water It Has Drunk, The Minerals It Has Absorbed, And The Sunlight That Strengthened It.

One Man May Hit The Mark, Another Blunder; But Heed Not These Distinctions. Only From The Alliance Of The One, Working With And Through The Other, Are Great Things Born.

The Field Of Consciousness Is Tiny. It Accepts Only One Problem At A Time.