Oblivion Is The Flower That Grows Best

I Say, I Believe, That One Must Love With All Of One's Being.

Vanity Is The Quicksand Of Reason.

A Child Motivated By Competitive Ideals Will Grow Into A Man Without Conscience, Shame, Or True Dignity.

We Do Not Precisely Enjoy Liberty At The Figaro. M. De Latouche, Our Worthy Director (ah! You Should Know The Fellow), Is Always Hanging Over Us, Cutting, Pruning, Right Or Wrong, Imposing Upon Us His Whims, His Aberrations, His Fancies, And We Have To Write As He Bids.

[failure Is Hard Initially Because] One Knows What One Has Lost, But Not What One May Find [and Learn From That Failure]!