Of Course One Never Knows In Draft

A Garden Isn't Meant To Be Useful. It's For Joy.

I Suppose The More You Have To Do, The More You Learn To Organize And Concentrate-or Else Get Fragmented Into Bits. I Have Learned To Use My 'ten Minutes'. I Once Thought It Was Not Worth Sitting Down For A Time As Short As That; Now I Know Differently And, If I Have Ten Minutes, I Use Them, Even If They Bring Only Two Lines, And It Keeps The Book Alive.

The Stitch Of A Book Is Its Words.

Once You Have Felt The Indian Dust, You Will Never Be Free Of It.

Every Time A Child, Any Child, Is Born, It Is New - And Different; That Is The Wonder.