What A Fortunate Fellow I Am, I

I Began To Realize How Simple Life Could Be If One Had A Regular Routine To Follow With Fixed Hours, A Fixed Salary, And Very Little Original Thinking To Do.

The Fine Line Between Roaring With Laughter And Crying Because It's A Disaster Is A Very, Very Fine Line. You See A Chap Slip On A Banana Skin In The Street And You Roar With Laughter When He Falls Slap On His Backside. If In Doing So You Suddenly See He's Broken A Leg, You Very Quickly Stop Laughing And It's Not A Joke Anymore.

Somewhere Inside All Of Us Is The Power To Change The World.

My Dear Young Fellow,' The Old-green-grasshopper Said Gently, 'there Are A Whole Lot Of Things In This World Of Ours You Haven't Started Wondering About Yet.

Of Course Not. You Can't Have A Family Hanging Over You Like A Bunch Of Old Dead Goats. No Offense.