It's Hard Luck Always Having To Be

We Are Forever Responsible For That Which We Have Tamed.

Well, I Must Endure The Presence Of A Few Caterpillars If I Wish To Become Acquainted With The Butterflies.

So The Crew Fly On With No Thought That They Are In Motion. Like Night Over The Sea, They Are Very Far From The Earth, From Towns, From Trees. The Clock Ticks On. The Dials, The Radio Lamps, The Various Hands And Needles Go Though Their Invisible Alchemy. . . . And When The Hour Is At Hand The Pilot May Glue His Forehead To The Window With Perfect Assurance. Out Of Oblivion The Gold Has Been Smelted: There It Gleams In The Lights Of The Airport.

If You Are To Be, You Must Begin By Assuming Responsibility. You Alone Are Responsible For Every Moment Of Your Life, For Every One Of Your Acts.

Grown-ups Love Figures... When You Tell Them You've Made A New Friend They Never Ask You Any Questions About Essential Matters. They Never Say To You "what Does His Voice Sound Like? What Games Does He Love Best? Does He Collect Butterflies? " Instead They Demand "how Old Is He? How Much Does He Weigh? How Much Money Does His Father Make? " Only From These Figures Do They Think They Have Learned Anything About Him.