Life Itself Is The Most Wonderful Fairy

Far Away, Where The Swallows Take Refuge In Winter, Lived A King Who Had Eleven Sons And One Daughter, Elise. The Eleven Brothers--they Were All Princes--used To Go To School With Stars On Their Breasts And Swords At Their Sides. They Wrote Upon Golden Slates With Diamond Pencils, And Could Read Just As Well Without A Book As With One, So There Was No Mistake About Their Being Princes. Their Sister Elise Sat Upon A Little Footstool Of Looking-glass, And She Has A Picture-book Which Had Cost The Half Of A Kingdom. Oh, These Children Were Very Happy; But It Was Not To Last Thus Forever.

Every Step You Take Will Feel As If You Were Treading Upon Knife Blades So Sharp That Blood Must Flow. I Am Willing To Help You, But Are You Willing To Suffer All This?" "yes," The Little Mermaid Said In A Trembling Voice, As She Thought Of The Prince And Of Gaining A Human Soul.

Most Of The People Who Will Walk After Me Will Be Children, So Make The Beat Keep Time With Short Steps.

Time Is So Fleeting That If We Do Not Remember God In Our Youth, Age May Find Us Incapable Of Thinking Of Him.

The Wiser A Man Becomes, The More He Will Read, And Those Who Are Wisest Read Most.