For Souls In Growth, Great Quarrels Are

If We Shake Hands With Icy Fingers, It Is Because We Have Burnt Them So Horribly Before.

A Slight Touch Of Friendly Malice And Amusement Towards Those We Love Keeps Our Affections For Them From Turning Flat.

Friends Such As We Desire Are Dreams And Fables, Yet We Never Quite Give Up The Hope Of Finding Them.

If You Want To Be Thought A Liar, Always Tell The Truth

All Mirrors Are Magical Mirrors, And We Never See Our Faces In Them.