To Be Of Use To The World

How Little Do The Wisest Among Us Know Of That Which Is So Important To Us All.

The Naive Was Only A Part Of My Fairy Tales; Humour Was The Real Salt In Them.

Nothing Is Too High For A Man To Reach, But He Must Climb With Care And Confidence

He Looked At The Little Maiden, And She Looked At Him; And He Felt That He Was Melting Away, But He Still Managed To Keep Himself Erect, Shouldering His Gun Bravely. A Door Was Suddenly Opened, The Draught Caught The Little Dancer And She Fluttered Like A Sylph, Straight Into The Fire, To The Soldier, Blazed Up And Was Gone! By This Time The Soldier Was Reduced To A Mere Lump, And When The Maid Took Away The Ashes Next Morning She Found Him, In The Shape Of A Small Tin Heart. All That Was Left Of The Dancer Was Her Spangle, And That Was Burnt As Black As A Coal.

Well, It's Not So Easy To Give An Answer When You Ask A Stupid Question!