I've Taken My Fun Where I've Found

They Copied All They Could Copy, But They Couldn't Copy My Mind; And I Left Them Sweatin' And Stealin', A Year And A Half Behind.

We Are The Opening Verse Of The Opening Page Of The Chapter Of Endless Possibilities.

When Young Lips Have Drunk Deep Of The Bitter Waters Of Hate, Suspicion And Despair, All The Love In The World Will Not Wholly Take Away That Knowledge. Though It May Turn Darkened Eyes For A While To The Light, And Teach Faith Where No Faith Was.

For The Strength Of The Pack Is The Wolf, And The Strength Of The Wolf Is The Pack.

A Thin Grey Fog Hung Over The City, And The Streets Were Very Cold; For Summer Was In England.