Justice Is A Machine That,

It Isn't Enough To Love People Because They're Good To You, Or Because In Some Way Or Other You're Going To Get Something By It. We Have To Love Because We Love Loving.

Dreaming Is The Poetry Of Life, And We Must Be Forgiven If We Indulge In It A Little.

From Behind A Wooden Crate We Saw A Long Black-muzzled Nose Poking Round At Us. We Took Him Out-soft, Wobbly, Tearful; Set Him Down On His Four, As Yet Not Quite Simultaneous Legs, And Regarded Him. He Wandered A Little Round Our Legs, Neither Wagging His Tail Nor Licking At Our Hands; Then He Looked Up, And My Companion Said: "he's An Angel!"

Essential Characteristics Of A Gentleman: The Will To Put Himself In The Place Of Others; The Horror Of Forcing Others Into Positions From Which He Would Himself Recoil; And The Power To Do What Seems To Him To Be Right Without Considering What Others May Say Or Think.

We Are Not Living In A Private World Of Our Own. Everything We Say And Do And Think Has Its Effect On Everything Around Us.