There Was Once A Bundle Of Matches,

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

How Little Do The Wisest Among Us Know Of That Which Is So Important To Us All.

Many, Many Steeples Would Have To Be Stacked One On Top Of Another To Reach From The Bottom To The Surface Of The Sea.

I Have Shed Pewter Tears! It Is Too Melancholy! Rather Let Me Go To The Wars And Lose Arms And Legs! It Would At Least Be A Change. I Cannot Bear It Longer! Now, I Know What It Is To Have A Visit From One's Old Thoughts, With What They May Bring With Them! I Have Had A Visit From Mine, And You May Be Sure It Is No Pleasant Thing In The End; I Was At Last About To Jump Down From The Drawers.

Travelling Expands The Mind Rarely.