To Be Human Is To Keep Rattling

I'd Like To Speak A Foreign Language Well Enough To Get The Jokes. I'd Like To Talk With Socrates, And Watch Michelangelo Sculpt David. I'd Like To See The World As It Was A Million Years Ago And A Million Years Hence.

Think What A Better World It Would Be If We All - The Whole World - Had Cookies And Milk About Three O'clock Every Afternoon And Then Lay Down With Our Blankies For A Nap. Or If All Governments Had As A Basic Policy To Always Put Things Back Where They Found Them And To Clean Up Their Own Mess. And It Is Still True, No Matter How Old You Are - When You Go Out Into The World, It Is Best To Hold Hands And Stick Together.

Maybe We Should Develop A Crayola Bomb As Our Next Secret Weapon. A Happiness Weapon. A Beauty Bomb. And Every Time A Crisis Developed, We Would Launch One. And People Would Smile And Get A Little Funny Look On Their Faces And Cover The World With Imagination.

You Feel Like An Ant Contemplating Chicago.

If Dandelions Were Rare And Fragile, People Would Knock Themselves Out To Pay $14.95 A Plant, Raise Them By Hand In Greenhouses, And Form Dandelion Societies And All That. But, They Are Everywhere And Don't Need Us And Kind Of Do What They Please. So We Call Them Weeds And Murder Them At Every Opportunity