A Book That Furnishes No Quotations, Is

In A Bowl To Sea Went Wise Men Three, On A Brilliant Night Of June: They Carried A Net, And Their Hearts Were Set On Fishing Up The Moon.

I Like The Immaterial World. I Like To Live Among Thoughts And Images Of The Past And The Possible, And Even Of The Impossible, Now And Then.

Time Is Lord Of Thee: Thy Wealth, Thy Glory, And Thy Name Are His.

The Waste Of Plenty Is The Resource Of Scarcity.

Sir, I Have Quarrelled With My Wife; And A Man Who Has Quarrelled With His Wife Is Absolved From All Duty To His Country.