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If I Were Younger, I'd Know More.

For When You Looked Into My Mother's Eyes You Knew, As If He Had Told You, Why God Sent Her Into The World - It Was To Open Then Minds Of All Who Looked To Beautiful Thoughts. And That Is The Beginning And End Of Literature.

If Growing Up Means It Would Be Beneath My Dignity To Climb A Tree, I'll Never Grow Up, Never Grow Up, Never Grow Up! Not Me!

I Taught You To Fight And To Fly. What More Could There Be?

The Life Of Every Man Is A Diary In Which He Means To Write One Story, And Writes Another; And His Humblest Hour Is When He Compares The Volume As It Is With What He Vowed To Make It.