A Goal Without A Pan Is Just

For I Do Not Want Any One To Read My Book Carelessly. I Have Suffered Too Much Grief In Setting Down These Memories. Six Years Have Already Passed Since My Friend Went Away From Me, With His Sheep. If I Try To Describe Him Here, It Is To Make Sure That I Shall Not Forget Him. To Forget A Friend Is Sad. Not Every One Has Had A Friend. And If I Forget Him, I May Become Like The Grown-ups Who Are No Longer Interested In Anything But Figures.

What Do We Mean By Setting A Man Free? You Cannot Free A Man Who Dwells In A Desert And Is An Unfeeling Brute.

Grown-ups Never Understand Anything For Themselves, And It Is Tiresome For Children To Be Always And Forever Explaining Things To Them.

True Love Is Visible Not To The Eyes But To The Heart, For Eyes May Be Deceived.

You're Not A Man, You're A Mushroom!