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No Printed Word, Nor Spoken Plea Can Teach Young Minds What They Should Be. Not All The Books On All The Shelves - But What The Teachers Are Themselves.

The Cat Will Keep His Side Of The Bargain. He Will Kill Mice, And He Will Be Kind To Babies When He Is In The House, Just So Long As They Do Not Pull His Tail Too Hard. But When He Has Done That, And Between Times, And When The Moon Gets Up And Night Comes, He Is The Cat That Walks By Himself, And All Places Are Alike To Him. Then He Goes Out To The Wet Wild Woods Or Up On The Wet Wild Trees Or On The Wet Wild Roofs, Waving His Wild Tail And Walking By His Wild Lone.

I Have My Own Matches And Sulphur, And I'll Make My Own Hell.

Now, Don't Be Angry After You've Been Afraid. That's The Worst Kind Of Cowardice.

When The Hymalayan Peasant Meets The He-bear In His Pride, He Shouts To Scare The Monster, Who Will Often Turn Aside. But The She-bear Thus Accosted, Rends The Peasant Tooth And Nail, For The Female Of The Species Is More Deadly Than The Male.