In Every Crowd Are Certain Persons Who

I Have Lived A Great Deal Among Grown-ups. I Have Seen Them Intimately, Close At Hand. And That Hasn’t Much Improved My Opinion Of Them.

What Torments Me Is Not The Humps Nor Hollows Nor The Ugliness. It Is The Sight, A Little Bit In All These Men, Of Mozart Murdered.

If You Want To Build A Ship, Teach The Men To Yearn For The Vast And Endless Sea.

Man Is But A Network Of Relationships And These Alone Matter To Him.

True Happiness Comes From The Joy Of Deeds Well Done, The Zest Of Creating Things New.