Dig A Little Deeper. Think Of Something

The Other Day I Met A Man Who Didn't Know Where Tripoli Was. Tripoli Happened To Come Into The Conversation, And He Was Evidently At A Loss. "let's See," He Said. "tripoli Is Just Down By The - Er - You Know. What's The Name Of That Place?" "that's Right," I Answered, "just Opposite, Thingumabob. I Could Show You In A Minute On A Map. It's Near - What Do They Call It?" At This Moment The Train Stopped, And I Got Out And Went Straight Home To Look At My Atlas.

His Dress Told Her Nothing, But His Face Told Her Things Which She Was Glad To Know.

Sometimes,' Said Pooh, 'the Smallest Things Take Up The Most Room In Your Heart.

On Wednesday, When The Sky Is Blue, And I Have Nothing Else To Do, I Sometimes Wonder If It's True That Who Is What And What Is Who." - Winnie-the-pooh

Ideas May Drift Into Other Minds, But They Do Not Drift My Way. I Have To Go And Fetch Them. I Know No Work Manual Or Mental To Equal The Appalling Heart-breaking Anguish Of Fetching An Idea From Nowhere.