A Story Must Simmer In Its Own

Science Had Married The Wilderness And Was Taming The Savage Shrew.

I Like Any Place That Isn't Here.

We No Longer Build Fireplaces For Physical Warmth—we Build Them For The Warmth Of The Soul; We Build Them To Dream By, To Hope By, To Home By.

In New York The Sky Is Bluer, And The Grass Is Greener, And The Girls Are Prettier, And The Steaks Are Thicker, And The Buildings Are Higher, And The Streets Are Wider, And The Air Is Finer, Than The Sky, Or The Grass, Or The Girls, Or The Steaks, Or The Air Of Any Place Else In The World.

Roast Beef, Medium, Is Not Only A Food. It Is A Philosophy. ... Roast Beef, Medium, Is Safe, And Sane, And Sure.