Age Carries With It A Double Load

I Was A Good Pupil At Primary School: In The Second Class I Was Writing With No Spelling Mistakes, And The Third And Fourth Classes Were Done In A Single Year.

Words That Come From The Heart Are Never Spoken, They Get Caught In The Throat And Can Only Be Read In Ones's Eyes.

The Virtue Of Maps, They Show What Can Be Done With Limited Space, They Foresee That Everything Can Happen Therein.

Blindness Is A Private Matter Between A Person And The Eyes With Which He Or She Was Born.

But It Is Also True, If This Brings Her Any Consolation, That If, Before Every Action, We Were To Begin Weighing Up The Consequences, Thinking About Them In Earnest, First The Immediate Consequences, Then The Probably, Then The Possible, Then The Imaginable Ones, We Should Never Move Beyond The Point Where Our First Thought Brought Us To A Halt.