The Days Weren't Long Enough For The

If You Think Squash Is A Competitive Activity, Try Flower Arranging.

Life Is Rather Like A Tin Of Sardines - We're All Of Us Looking For The Key.

I Tried To Explain To Her The Significance Of The Great Poet, But Without Much Success, The Waste Land Not Figuring Very Largely In Mam's Scheme Of Things. "the Thing Is," I Said Finally, "he Won The Nobel Prize." "well," She Said, With That Unerring Grasp Of Inessentials Which Is The Prerogative Of Mothers, "i'm Not Surprised. It Was A Beautiful Overcoat."

Cloisters, Ancient Libraries ... I Was Confusing Learning With The Smell Of Cold Stone.

I've Never Seen The Point Of The Sea, Except Where It Meets The Land. The Shore Has A Point. The Sea Has None.