You Could Not See A Cloud, Because

Who Did You Pass On The Road?" The King Went On, Holding Out His Hand To The Messenger For Some More Hay. "nobody," Said The Messenger. "quite Right," Said The King; "this Young Lady Saw Him Too. So Of Course Nobody Walks Slower Than You." "i Do My Best," The Messenger Said In A Sullen Tone. "i'm Sure Nobody Walks Much Faster Than I Do!" "he Can't Do That," Said The King, "or Else He'd Have Been Here First.

I Have Had Prayers Answered - Most Strangely So Sometimes - But I Think Our Heavenly Father's Loving-kindness Has Been Even More Evident In What He Has Refused Me.

As Life Draws Nearer To Its End, I Feel More And More Clearly That It Will Not Matter In The Least, At The Last Day, What Form Of Religion A Man Has Professed-nay, That Many Who Have Never Even Heard Of Christ, Will In That Day Find Themselves Saved By His Blood.

Yes, That's It! Said The Hatter With A Sigh, It's Always Tea Time.

If I Had A World Of My Own, Everything Would Be Nonsense. Nothing Would Be What It Is, Because Everything Would Be What It Isn't. And Contrariwise, What It Is, It Wouldn't Be. And What It Wouldn't Be It Would. You See?