Life Is Like A Beautiful Melody, Only

Eighty Percent Of Our Criminals Come From Unsympathetic Homes.

He Looked At The Little Maiden, And She Looked At Him; And He Felt That He Was Melting Away, But He Still Managed To Keep Himself Erect, Shouldering His Gun Bravely. A Door Was Suddenly Opened, The Draught Caught The Little Dancer And She Fluttered Like A Sylph, Straight Into The Fire, To The Soldier, Blazed Up And Was Gone! By This Time The Soldier Was Reduced To A Mere Lump, And When The Maid Took Away The Ashes Next Morning She Found Him, In The Shape Of A Small Tin Heart. All That Was Left Of The Dancer Was Her Spangle, And That Was Burnt As Black As A Coal.

He Found Whole Figures Which Represented A Written Word; But He Never Could Manage To Represent Just The Word He Wanted - That Word Was 'eternity', And The Snow Queen Had Said, "if You Can Discover That Figure, You Shall Be Your Own Master, And I Will Make You A Present Of The Whole World And A Pair Of New Skates." But He Could Not Find It Out.

To Be Of Use To The World Is The Only Way To Be Happy.

Death Walks Faster Than The Wind And Never Returns What He Has Taken.