It is all very well to be able to write books, but can you waggle your ears?

Quote by James Matthew Barrie

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Love is not blind; it is an extra eye, which shows us what is most...

Love is not blind; it is an extra eye, which shows us what is most...

Ambition is the last infirmity of noble minds.

Ambition is the last infirmity of noble minds.

Man can live about forty days without food, about three days without water, about eight...

Man can live about forty days without food, about three days without water, about eight...

Courage is the thing; all goes if courage goes

Courage is the thing; all goes if courage goes

Every man who is high up loves to think that he has done it all...

Every man who is high up loves to think that he has done it all...

We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss...

We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss...

Has it ever struck you that the trouts bite best on the Sabbath? God's critters...

Has it ever struck you that the trouts bite best on the Sabbath? God's critters...

I'm not young enough to know everything

I'm not young enough to know everything

God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.

God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.

I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

Temper is a weapon that we hold by the blade.

Temper is a weapon that we hold by the blade.

What is algebra exactly; is it those three-cornered things?

What is algebra exactly; is it those three-cornered things?

Shall we make a new rule of life from tonight: always try to be a...

Shall we make a new rule of life from tonight: always try to be a...

The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one...

The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one...

You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she...

You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she...

Oh the gladness of their gladness when they're glad, And the sadness of their sadness...

Oh the gladness of their gladness when they're glad, And the sadness of their sadness...

Let no one who loves be called unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.

Let no one who loves be called unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.

Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned...

Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned...

Self-love seems so often unrequited.

Self-love seems so often unrequited.

Nothing spoils the taste of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.

Nothing spoils the taste of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.