It Is The Duty Of The Ship's

I Wonder," He Said, "whether The Stars Are Set Alight In Heaven So That One Day Each One Of Us May Find His Own Again.

And That Heart Which Was A Wild Garden Was Given To Him Who Only Loved Trim Lawns. And The Imbecile Carried The Princess Into Slavery.

And At Night I Love To Listen To The Stars. It Is Like Five Hundred Million Little Bells.

What Sets Us Against One Another Is Not Our Aims - They All Come To The Same Thing - But Our Methods, Which Are The Fruit Of Our Varied Reasoning.

Freedom And Constraint Are Two Aspects Of The Same Necessity, Which Is To Be What One Is And No Other.