It is a puzzling thing. The truth knocks on the door and you say 'Go away I'm looking for the truth ' and so it goes away. Puzzling.
The truth knocks on the door and you say go away I'm looking for the truth...
Tell the truth work hard and come to dinner on time.
Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own and from morning to night as from the cradle to the grave it is but a succession of changes so gentle and easy that we can scarcely mark their progress.