Story, Finally, Is Humanity's Autobiography.

Child, Child, Do You Not See? For Each Of Us Comes A Time When We Must Be More Than What We Are.

If I Fret Over Tomorrow, I'll Have Little Joy Today.

Find What You Want. I Will Find You.

The Dear Girl, I Fear, May Be Contemplating Some Alarming, Disruptive Perhaps Dangerous Project. In Which Case, I Would Naturally Do All In My Power To Keep Her From Any Such Rash Or Foolhardy Enterprise – Unless She Wished Me To Accompany Her.

He [the Cat] Liked To Peep Into The Refrigerator And Risk Having His Head Shut In By The Closing Door. He Also Climbed To The Top Of The Stove, Discontinuing The Practice After He Singed His Tail.