I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

In dreams begins responsibility.

That William Blake
Who beat upon the wall
Till Truth obeyed his call.

One had a lovely face, and two or three had charm, but charm and face were in vain. Because the mountain grass cannot keep the form where the mountain hare has lain.

It is most important that we should keep in this country a certain leisured class. I am of the opinion of the ancient Jewish book which says ''there is no wisdom without leisure.''

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.