't Is Fortune Gives Us Birth, But

So Peaceful Shalt Thou End Thy Blissful Days, And Steal Thyself From Life By Slow Decays.

Nor Can One Word Be Chang'd But For A Worse.

The Strong Must Protect The Sweet.

I Didn't Lie! I Just Created Fiction With My Mouth!

Without Question It May Be Said Of Vancouver That Her Position, Geographically, Is Imperial To A Degree, That Her Possibilities Are Enormous, And That With But A Feeble Stretch Of The Imagination Those Possibilities Might Wisely Be Deemed Certainties.