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Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.  ~Jean Paul RichterMy father used to play with my brother and me in the yard.  Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass."  "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply.  "We're raising boys."  ~Harmon KillebrewYouth is a wonderful thing.  What a crime to waste it on children.  ~George Bernard ShawHe didn't tell me how to live;