[gratitude Is] The Cheerfulness Of Wisdom.

Few People Know How To Take A Walk. The Qualifications Are Endurance, Plain Clothes, Old Shoes, An Eye For Nature, Good Humor, Vast Curiosity, Good Speech, Good Silence And Nothing Too Much.

A Bullet Had Found Him, His Blood Ran Out As He Cried. No Money Could Save Him, So He Laid Down And Died. Ooh, What A Lucky Man He Was.

The Finest Poetry Was First Experience.

The Modernness Of All Good Books Seems To Give Men An Existence As Wide As Man.

Everything In Nature Is Bipolar, Or Has A Positive And A Negative Pole.