A Good Local Pub Has Much In

Silent As Despairing Love, And Strong As Jealousy.

There Is A Smile Of Love, And There Is A Smile Of Deceit, And There Is A Smile Of Smiles In Which These Two Smiles Meet.

Some Are Born To Sweet Delight, Some Are Born To Endless Night.

When A Sinister Person Means To Be Your Enemy, They Always Start By Trying To Become Your Friend.

The Tree Which Moves Some To Tears Of Joy Is In The Eyes Of Others Only A Green Thing That Stands In The Way. Some See Nature All Ridicule And Deformity... And Some Scarce See Nature At All. But To The Eyes Of The Man Of Imagination, Nature Is Imagination Itself.