The Bicycle, The Bicycle Surely, Should Always

When You Sell A Man A Book, You Don't Sell Him 12 Ounces Of Paper And Ink And Glue - You Sell Him A Whole New Life.

God Made Man Merely To Hear Some Praise Of What He'd Done On Those Five Days.

Man Makes A Great Fuss About This Planet Which Is Only A Ballbearing In The Hub Of The Universe.

Beware Of The Conversationalist Who Adds "in Other Words." He Is Merely Starting Afresh.

There Are Three Ingredients In The Good Life: Learning, Earning And Yearning.