A Tree You Pass By Every Day

The Pictures Remind You Of Something That Can Never Be Recaptured, The Time Is Gone, The Only Thing You Know Is The Present. That's All That's Knowable And Even The Present Isn't Knowable. The Present Becomes The Past... So You Really Don't Know Anything.

A Tree You Pass By Every Day Is Just A Tree. If You Are To Closely Examine What A Tree Has And The Life A Tree Has, Even The Smallest Thing Can Withstand A Curiosity, And You Can Examine Whole Worlds.

I've Come To The Conclusion That Athletes, When They Say They Miss The Crowd, Are Not Missing The Sound Of The Crowd. What They're Missing Is The Feeling Inside That Makes The Crowd Roar. It's Not The Roar Of The Crowd, It's The Silence Inside.

Nobody Could Have Imagined The Phenomenon That 'star Trek' Became. It's Still Almost Impossible To Imagine.

I Have Been Accused Of Never Saying No.