What Ever Fortune Brings, Don't

Ideas May Drift Into Other Minds, But They Do Not Drift My Way. I Have To Go And Fetch Them. I Know No Work Manual Or Mental To Equal The Appalling Heart-breaking Anguish Of Fetching An Idea From Nowhere.

Mind Over Matter, Will Make The Pooh Unfatter.

And I’d Say To Myself As I Looked So Lazily Down At The Sea: “there’s Nobody Else In The World, And The World Was Made For Me.

I'm Not Lost For I Know Where I Am. But However, Where I Am May Be Lost.

I Was Walking Along Looking For Somebody, And Then Suddenly I Wasn't Anymore.