Phoenix Country Day School - Phoenician Yearbook (Paradise Valley, AZ)

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The poor man is not he who is without a cent, but he who is without a dream. -Kemp- Friendship improves happiness, and abates misery, by doubling our joy and dividing OUT grief. -J, Addison- One must not tie a ship to a single anchor, nor life to a single hope. -Epictetus- If you climb to the top of the tower at the top of the world --- don ' t lo ok down. . . for you might find you are no higher than anyone else. If you should climb to the top of the tower at the top of the world don ' t look down. . . GROWWINGS. -D. Sutphen- When all else is lost, the future still remains. -C.N. Bovee- From Atilla the Hun to Empress Tsu Hsi, Moujul dates, Quasimoto Uhivi, those 8 miserable water- ing places in the Mid- dle East, the BIG DIG (cough) and Puzzle, we ' ve managed to survive each other. I won ' t question how, I ' ll just say thanks, Ms. E. - Irene - The dreamers are the saviors of the world. He who cherishes a beautiful vision, a lofty ideal in his heart, will one day realize it. Cherish you visions Cherish you ideals Cherish the music that stirs in your heart, ... of these, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built. -James AUen- The journey of 1000 miles begins with a single step. Lao-Tse 41

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hey Steve, is she really shaving? six in how long? Where does it hurt? Nov. 25, San Diego! Nov. 26, I don ' t owe you one, I owe you 697. Carlitos market, bagels, the bass has hips! how about getting drunk, a little Fleetwood Mac Creedence at top volume. I ' ll have a gin ' n ' tonic, hold the club soda, vodka? what vodka, this is water. 100 mph Steve. . . ah steve. let ' s teach ' em how to drink! ... I knew that there was some sort of love and we would be fantastic friends forever. I can look at her know and gain strength and we can look at each other and be totally at ease. A motivated supersonic. KMA BAD PUPPY! He ain ' t heavy, He ' s my brother. Could you higher it please? House lights? what house lights? JAMES R. LINCOLN A woman has the right to; a.) Be as late as she likes b.) Change her mind as often as she wants to What were you saying when the silence so rudely interrupted you? You are as you are, your personality and facets as a person are yours. To change these would be to destroy the person underneath. . . . But still, are we sure that the whole world isn ' t jiut a beginning- end? What is the meat of existence, the in-be- tween, or is it just a joke for us to laugh?

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Have a little smile for those who have pain. Agony is systematic, while you ' re standing in the rain. And there ' s no one, who can smile like you; i wish i could smile like you. Someone told me, that love is a dream, that grows until it breaks And if i find the love i want, i hope it ' s not a snake. You have a smile that ceases all pain. Share a little corner, so i don ' t die in vain. And there ' s no one, who can smile like you; i wish i could smile like you. e. s. Mylessa Nickelson My manner of thinking, so you say, cannot be approved. Do you suppose I care? A poor fool indeed is he who adopts a manner of thinking for others! My manner of thinking stems straight from my considered reflections; it holds with my existence, with the way 1 am made. It is not in my power to alter it; and were it, I ' d not do so. This manner of thinking you find fault with is my sole consolation in life; it alleviates all my sufferings in prison, it composes all my pleasures in the world outside , it is dearer to me than life itself. Not my manner of thinking but the manner of thinking of others has been the source of my unhappiness. The reasoning man who scorns the prejudices of simpletons necessarily becomes the enemy of simpletons; he must expect as much, and laugh at the inevitable. . .If then, as you tell me, they are willing to restore my liberty if I am willing to pay for it by the sacrifice of my principles or my tastes, we may bid one another an eternal adieu, for rather than part with those, I would sacrifice a thousand lives and a thousand liberties, if I had them. These principles and these tastes, I am their fanatic adherent; and fanaticism in me is the product of the persecutions I have endured from my tyrants. The longer they continue their vexations, the deeper they root my principles in my heart, and I openly declare that no one need ever talk to me of liberty if it is offered to me only in return for their destruction. The Marquis De Sade, in a letter to his wife oh, that ' s a pleasant thought p. w. 42