You Can Turn Over A New Leaf

Its Language Is A Language Which The Soul Alone Understands, But Which The Soul Can Never Translate.

Which Of Us Is Not Saying To Himself Which Of Us Has Not Been Saying To Himself All His Life: " I Shall Alter That When I Have A Little More Time"? We Never Shall Have Any More Time. We Have, And We Have Always Had, All The Time There Is.

A Cause May Be Inconvenient, But It's Magnificent. It's Like Champagne Or High Heels, And One Must Be Prepared To Suffer For It.

I Know People Who Read And Read, And For All The Good It Does Them, They Might As Well Cut Bread And Butter. Unless You Give At Least 45 Minutes Of Careful, Fatiguing Reflection Upon What You Are Reading, Your Minutes Are Chiefly Wasted.

The Parents Exist To Teach The Child, But Also They Must Learn What The Child Has To Teach Them; And The Child Has A Very Great Deal To Teach Them