We are all here on earth to help others; what on earth the others are here for I don't know.

We are lived by powers we pretend to understand.

The most important truths are likely to be those which society at that time least wants to hear.

I and the public know What all schoolchildren learn, Those to whom evil is done Do evil in return.

An unmanly sort of man whose love life seems to have been largely confined to crying in laps and playing mouse.

As I walked out one evening, Walking down Bristol Street, The crowds upon the pavement Were fields of harvest wheat. And down by the brimming river I heard a lover sing Under an arch of the railway: 'Love has no ending. 'I'll love you, dear, I'll love you Till China and Africa meet, And the river jumps over the mountain And the salmon sing in the street, 'I'll love you till the ocean Is folded and hung up to dry And the seven stars go squawking Like geese about the sky.

To read is to translate, for no two persons' experiences are the same. A bad reader is like a bad translator: he interprets literally when he ought to paraphrase and paraphrases when he ought to interpret literally.