One Must Ask Children And Birds How

Mere Curiosity Adds Wings To Every Step.

Know'st Thou The Land Where The Lemon-trees Bloom, Where The Gold Orange Glows In The Deep Thicket's Gloom, Where A Wind Ever Soft From The Blue Heaven Blows, And The Groves Are Of Laurel And Myrtle And Rose!

A Purpose You Impart Is No Longer Your Own.

What You Have Inherited From Your Forefathers, It Takes Work To Make It Your Own.

The Dear Good People Don't Know How Long It Takes To Learn To Read. I've Been At It Eighty Years, And Can't Say Yet That I've Reached The Goal.