It Takes Three To Make A Child.

You Shall Above All Things Be Glad And Young.

All Nothing's Only Our Hugest Home; The Most Who Die, The More We Live

Nobody, Not Even The Rain, Has Such Small Hands

May I Be I Is The Only Prayer--not May I Be Great Or Good Or Beautiful Or Wise Or Strong.

What Concerns Me Fundamentaly Is A Meteoric Burlesk Melodrama, Born Of The Immemorial Adage Love Will Find A Way.