Temper Is A Weapon That We Hold

Take Care, Lest An Adventure Is Now Offered You, Which, If Accepted, Will Plunge You In Deepest Woe.

The Last Thing He Ever Said To Me Was, 'just Always Be Waiting For Me, And Then Some Night You Will Hear Me Crowing.

They Were Going Round And Round The Island, But They Did Not Meet Because All Were Going At The Same Rate.

On These Magic Shores Children At Play Are For Ever Beaching Their Coracles. We Too Have Been There; We Can Still Hear The Sound Of The Surf, Though We Shall Land No More.

One's Religion Is Whatever He Is Most Interested In.