You're In Pretty Good Shape For The

Adults Are Just Obsolete Children And The Hell With Them.

I Meant No Harm I Most Truly Did Not, But I Had To Grow Bigger So Bigger I Got. I Biggered My Factory, I Biggered My Roads, I Biggered The Wagons, I Biggered The Loads, Of The Thneeds I Shipped Out I Was Shipping Them Forth From The South, To The East, To The West. To The North, I Went Right On Biggering Selling More Thneeds. And I Biggered My Money Which Everyone Needs.

It Has Often Been Said There’s So Much To Be Read, You Never Can Cram All Those Words In Your Head. So The Writer Who Breeds More Words Than He Needs Is Making A Chore For The Reader Who Reads. That's Why My Belief Is The Briefer The Brief Is, The Greater The Sigh Of The Reader's Relief Is. And That's Why Your Books Have Such Power And Strength. You Publish With Shorth! (shorth Is Better Than Length.)

Once-ler! You're Making Such Smogulous Smoke - My Poor Swomee Swans, Why They Can't Sing A Note! No One Can Sing Who Has Smog In His Throat.

Only You Can Control Your Future.