Between Two Groups Of People Who Want

A Good Soldier, Like A Good Horse, Cannot Be Of A Bad Color.

The Axis Of The Earth Sticks Out Visibly Through The Center Of Each And Every Town Or City.

I Find The Great Thing In This World Is Not So Much Where We Stand, As In What Direction We Are Moving: To Reach The Port Of Heaven, We Must Sail Sometimes With The Wind And Sometimes Against It, But We Must Sail, And Not Drift, Nor Lie At Anchor.

Carve Every Word Before You Let It Fall.

There Is No Time Like The Old Time, When You And I Were Young!