Language Grows Out Of Life, Out Of

I'd Rather Break Stones On The King's Highway Than Hem A Handkerchief.

The Wrong Things Are Predominantly Stressed In The Schools - Things Remote From The Student's Experience And Need.

We Imagine That We Want To Escape Our Selfish And Commonplace Existence, But We Cling Desperately To Our Chains.

We All Like Stories That Make Us Cry. It's So Nice To Feel Sad When You've Nothing In Particular To Feel Sad About.

You Cannot Touch The Clouds, You Know; But You Feel The Rain And Know How Glad The Flowers And The Thirsty Earth Are To Have It After A Hot Day. You Cannot Touch Love Either; But You Feel The Sweetness That It Pours Into Everything. Without Love You Would Not Be Happy Or Want To Play.