Let Me Be The One

There Are Two Kinds Of Teachers: The Kind That Fill You With So Much Quail Shot That You Can't Move, And The Kind That Just Gives You A Little Prod Behind And You Jump To The Skies.

The Chief Reason For Going To School Is To Get The Impression Fixed For Life That There Is A Book Side For Everything.

My Sorrow, When She's Here With Me, Thinks These Dark Days Of Autumn Rain Are Beautiful As Days Can Be; She Loves The Bare, The Withered Tree; She Walks The Sodden Pasture Lane.

The Ear Is The Only True Writer And The Only True Reader.

There's Nothing I'm Afraid Of Like Scared People.