I Am The Cat Who Walks By

Of All The Trees That Grow So Fair Old England To Adorn, Greater Are None Beneath The Sun Than Oak, And Ash And Thorn.

Often And Often Afterwards, The Beloved Aunt Would Ask Me Why I Had Never Told Anyone How I Was Being Treated. Children Tell Little More Than Animals, For What Comes To Them They Accept As Eternally Established.

A Man's Mind Is Wont To Tell Him More Than Seven Watchmen Sitting In A Tower.

The First Condition Of Understanding A Foreign Country Is To Smell It.

When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted And The Tubes Are Twisted And Dried, When The Oldest Colours Have Faded, And The Youngest Critic Has Died, We Shall Rest, And, Faith, We Shall Need It Lie Down For An Aeon Or Two, Till The Master Of All Good Workmen Shall Put Us To Work Anew!