That Penny Farthing Hell You Call Your

Ever Tried. Ever Failed. No Matter. Try Again. Fail Again. Fail Better.' You Won't Believe What You Can Accomplish By Attempting The Impossible With The Courage To Repeatedly Fail Better.

To Every Man His Little Cross. Till He Dies. And Is Forgotten.

I Use The Words You Taught Me. If They Don't Mean Anything Any More, Teach Me Others. Or Let Me Be Silent.

I Have Nothing But Wastes And Wilds Of Self-translation Before Me For Many Miserable Months To Come.

We Are Not Saints, But We Have Kept Our Appointment. How Many People Can Boast As Much?