Adventure, I Well Know, Is In The

You Remember When You Were Maybe Five Years Old And You Went Out In The Morning And You Looked At The Day - And It Was A Very, Very Beautiful Day. You Looked At Flowers And They Were Very Beautiful Flowers. Twenty-five Years Later, You Get Up In The Morning, You Take A Look At The Flowers - They Are Wilted. The Day Isn't A Happy Day. Well, What's Changed? You Know They Are The Same Flowers, It's The Same World. Something Must Have Changed. Well, Probably It Was You.

Maintain Silence In The Presence Of Birth To Save Both The Sanity Of The Mother And The Child And Safeguard The Home To Which They Will Go.

Living Is Having And Following A Purpose. That's All.

A Culture Is As Rich And Capable Of Surviving As It Has Imaginative Artists.

I Am A Writer Of The Textbooks Of Scientology.