Never Engage In A Battle Of Wits

Fancy Living In One Of These Streets, Never Seeing Anything Beautiful, Never Eating Anything Savoury, Never Saying Anything Clever!

My Mother Always Seemed To Me Like A Fairy Princess: A Radiant Being Possessed Of Limitless Riches And Power. She Shone For Me Like The Evening Star. I Loved Her Dearly.

Happy Are The Painters, For They Shall Not Be Lonely. Light And Colour, Peace And Hope, Will Keep Them Company To The End Of The Day.

Success And Happiness Spring From Facing Failure After Failure With Enthusiasm.

Laws Just Or Unjust May Govern Men's Actions. Tyrannies May Restrain Or Regulate Their Words. The Machinery Of Propaganda May Pack Their Minds With Falsehood And Deny Them Truth For Many Generations Of Time. But The Soul Of Man Thus Held In Trance Or Frozen In A Long Night Can Be Awakened By A Spark Coming From God Knows Where And In A Moment The Whole Structure Of Lies And Oppression Is On Trial For Its Life.