And If He Forgets Them So Quickly,"

For When You Looked Into My Mother's Eyes You Knew, As If He Had Told You, Why God Sent Her Into The World - It Was To Open Then Minds Of All Who Looked To Beautiful Thoughts. And That Is The Beginning And End Of Literature.

Facts Were Never Pleasing To Him. He Acquired Them With Reluctance And Got Rid Of Them With Relief. He Was Never On Terms With Them Until He Had Stood Them On Their Heads.

Always Be Kinder Than Necessary.

The Useless Men Are Those Who Never Change With The Years.

Some Day,' Said Smee, 'the Clock Will Run Down, And Then He'll Get You.' Hook Wetted His Dry Lips, 'aye,' He Said, 'that's The Fear That Haunts Me.