The chief reason for going to school is to get the impression fixed for life that there is a book side for everything.

When you crop the photo, you tell a lie.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.

It's that wonderful old-fashioned idea that others come first and you come second. This was the whole ethic by which I was brought up. Others matter more than you do, so 'don't fuss, dear; get on with it.'