It'is Like A Book, I Think, This

If You Hit A Pony Over The Nose At The Outset Of Your Acquaintance, He May Not Love You But He Will Take A Deep Interest In Your Movements Ever Afterwards

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

Our England Is A Garden, And Such Gardens Are Not Made By Singing 'oh How Wonderful' And Sitting In The Shade, While Better Men Than We Go Out, And Start Their Working Lives By Grubbing Weeds From Garden Paths With Broken Dinner Knives.

Now This Is The Law Of The Jungle -- As Old And As True As The Sky; And The Wolf That Shall Keep It May Prosper, But The Wolf That Shall Break It Must Die. As The Creeper That Girdles The Tree-trunk The Law Runneth Forward And Back -- For The Strength Of The Pack Is The Wolf, And The Strength Of The Wolf Is The Pack.

An Ounce Of Mother Is Worth A Pound Of Clergy.