He might be...a bit on the slow side, but my boy Forrest is going to get the same opportunities as everyone else. He's not going to some special school to learn how to retread tires. We're talking about five little points here. There must be something can be done.
I do not know what I may appear to the world， but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore， and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary， whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
