Oh, The Cleverness Of Me!

She Adored All Beautiful Things In Their Every Curve And Fragrance, So That They Became Part Of Her. Day By Day, She Gathered Beauty; Had She Had No Heart (she Who Was The Bosom Of Womanhood) Her Thoughts Would Still Have Been As Lilies, Because The Good Is The Beautiful.

Let No One Who Loves Be Unhappy, Even Love Unreturned Has Its Rainbow.

Some Day,' Said Smee, 'the Clock Will Run Down, And Then He'll Get You.' Hook Wetted His Dry Lips, 'aye,' He Said, 'that's The Fear That Haunts Me.

Anything Is Possible If You Wish Hard Enough.

He Was Never More Sinister Than When He Was Most Polite.