During The Year I Stood There I

Everything Has To Come To An End, Sometime.

Time Is Given Us To Be Happy And For No Other Reason [...] When We Waste Time, We Waste Happiness.

“and I,” Declared The Sawhorse, Filling In An Awkward Pause, “am Only Remarkable Because I Can't Help It.”

Imagination Has Given Us The Steam Engine, The Telephone, The Talking-machine, And The Automobile, For These Things Had To Be Dreamed Of Before They Became Realities.

If We Didn't Want Anything, We Would Never Get Anything, Good Or Bad. I Think Our Longings Are Natural, And If We Act As Nature Prompts Us We Can't Go Far Wrong.