A Tree Is Best Measured

I Am! I Have Come Through! I Belong!

The Machine Yes The Machine Never Wastes Anybody's Time Never Watches The Foreman Never Talks Back.

Not Often In The Story Of Mankind Does A Man Arrive On Earth Who Is Both Steel And Velvet, Who Is As Hard As Rock And Soft As Drifting Fog, Who Holds In His Heart And Mind The Paradox Of Terrible Storm And Peace Unspeakable And Perfect.

Life Is Like An Onion. You Peel It Off One Layer At A Time, And Sometimes You Weep.

Who Am I, Where Have I Been, And Where Am I Going?