I Will Tell The Stork-man.

If You Look Hard And Long, You Can Find Us. If You Listen Hard And Long, You Can Hear Any Of Us, Call Any Of Us That You Wish.

You Are Brave, Kicking A Chained Prisoner. They Must Sing Heroic Ballads About You On Winter Nights!" (alanna)

I'm About To Commence Four Years Of Obeying The Cause Of A Bruiser On A Horse. I Refuse To Put Down What Might Be The Last Book I See For Months.

Face It," Gary Told Her Kindly. "you'll Never Catch Up. You Just Do As Much As You Can And Take The Punishments Without Saying Anything. Sometimes I Wonder If That Isn't What They're Really Trying To Teach Us--to Take Plenty And Keep Our Mouths Shut.

[p]ride Is Something Only Folk With Money Can Afford.