Patience Is The Art Of Caring Slowly.

One Night I Dreamed I Was Locked In My Father's Watch With Ptolemy And Twenty-one Ruby Stars Mounted On Spheres And The Primum Mobile Coiled And Gleaming To The End Of Space And The Notched Spheres Eating Each Other's Rinds To The Last Tooth Of Time, And The Case Closed.

A Good Question Is Never Answered. It Is Not A Bolt To Be Tightened Into Place But A Seed To Be Planted And To Bear More Seed Toward The Hope Of Greening The Landscape Of Idea.

The Classroom Should Be An Entrance Into The World, Not An Escape From It.

A Neighborhood Is A Residential Area That Is Changing For The Worse.

The Constitution Gives Every American The Inalienable Right To Make A Damn Fool Of Himself.