Have A Holly Jolly Christmas!

I Stopped And Gazed On The Little Dull Man Who Was Being Paid To Be A Teacher Of Teachers. I Turned And Walked To The Door, Slammed It Closed With A Bang, And Broken Glass Crashed To The Floor. There Was Uproar Behind Me In The Class, Which Did Not Interest Me At All.

The Cool Wind Blew In My Face And All At Once I Felt As If I Had Shed Dullness From Myself. Before Me Lay A Long Gray Line With A Black Mark Down The Center. The Birds Were Singing. It Was Spring.

To Be A Man Requires That You Accept Everything Life Has To Give You, Beginning With Your Name.

Have A Holly Jolly Christmas!

When You've Set Goals And Dreams, You Don't Feel Old.