We Don't Choose Our Talents; But We

People Cannot Be Molded Like Clay.

Back To Him She Would Never Go, But In Her Lonely Life Still Lived The Sweet Memory Of That Happy Time When She Believed In Him And He Was All In All To Her.

My Definition (of A Philosopher) Is Of A Man Up In A Balloon, With His Family And Friends Holding The Ropes Which Confine Him To Earth And Trying To Haul Him Down.

Housekeeping Ain't No Joke.

Do The Things You Know, And You Shall Learn The Truth You Need To Know.