And Some Looked Even More Like Each

They All Looked Very Much Like The Residents Of Any Small Valley To Which You've Never Been.

Whether Or Not You Find Your Own Way, You're Bound To Find Some Way. If You Happen To Find My Way, Please Return It, As It Was Lost Years Ago. I Imagine By Now It's Quite Rusty.

A Good Book Written For Children Can Be Read By Adults

I Remember When I Was A Kid In School And Teachers Would Explain Things To Me About What I Read, And I'd Think, Where Did They Get That? I Didn't Read That In There. Later You Look At It And Think, That's Kind Of An Interesting Idea

Have You Ever Heard The Wonderful Silence Just Before The Dawn? Or The Quiet And Calm Just As A Storm Ends? Or Perhaps You Know The Silence When You Haven't The Answer To A Question You've Been Asked, Or The Hush Of A Country Road At Night, Or The Expectant Pause In A Roomful Of People When Someone Is Just About To Speak, Or, Most Beautiful Of All, The Moment After The Door Closes And You're All Alone In The Whole House? Each One Is Different, You Know, And All Very Beautiful, If You Listen Carefully.