Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder… Or

Fame Is Rot; Daughters Are The Thing.

Strength Instead Of Being The Lusty Child Of Passion, Grows By Grappling With And Subduing Them.

Let No One Who Loves Be Unhappy, Even Love Unreturned Has Its Rainbow.

A Moment After The Fairy's Entrance The Window Was Blown Open By The Breathing Of The Little Stars, And Peter Dropped In.

Most Disquieting Reflection Of All, Was It Not Bad Form To Think About Good Form?