Tact Is To Lie About Others As

Song Is The Licensed Medium For Bawling In Public Things Too Silly Or Sacred To Be Uttered In Ordinary Speech.

My Wife Has A Whim Of Iron.

Only The Young Die Good.

There Are More Fish Taken Out Of A Stream Than Ever Were In It.

I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December A Magical Thing And Sweet To Remember. 'we Are Nearer To Spring Than We Were In September,' I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December.