And Some Looked Even More Like Each

I Remember When I Was A Kid In School And Teachers Would Explain Things To Me About What I Read, And I'd Think, Where Did They Get That? I Didn't Read That In There. Later You Look At It And Think, That's Kind Of An Interesting Idea

I Am The Terrible Trivium, Demon Of Petty Tasks And Worthless Jobs, Ogre Of Wasted Effort, And Monster Of Habit.

To A Child, And To An Adult, Too, What You Discover By Yourself, Or What You Think You Discover By Yourself, Is What Stays.

You See, Years Ago I Was Just An Ordinary Bee Minding My Own Business, Smelling Flowers All Day, And Occasionally Picking Up Part-time Work In People's Bonnets. Then One Day I Realized That I'd Never Amount To Anything Without An Education And, Being Naturally Adept At Spelling, I Decided That—

The Only Thing You Can Do Easily Is Be Wrong, And That's Hardly Worth The Effort.