Nothing Ever Invented Can You A Bigger

When A Friend Of Abigail And John Adams Was Killed At Bunker Hill, Abigail's Response Was To Write A Letter To Her Husband And Include These Words, "my Bursting Heart Must Find Vent At My Pen.

I've Always Been Dissatisfied, I Know That. But Lately I Find That I Reek Of Discontentment. It Fills My Throat, And It Floods My Brain. And Sometimes I Fear There Is No Longer A Dream, But Only The Discontentment.

My Strong Feeling Is That We Must Learn More About How We Learn. I'm Convinced That We Learn By Struggling To Find The Solution To A Problem On Our Own With Some Guidance, But Getting In And Getting Our Hands Dirty And Working It.

There Is Only One Person Who Can Measure Your Success. That Person Is You.

I Write On The Typewriter. I Like It Because I Like The Feeling Of Making Something With My Hands. I Like Pressing The Key And A Letter Comes Up And Is Printed On A Piece Of Paper. I Can Understand That.