Astonishing Splashes Of Colour

Do You Know," Peter Asked, "why Swallows Build In The Eaves Of Houses? It Is To Listen To The Stories.

Our Life Is A Book To Which We Add Daily, Until Suddenly We Are Finished, And Then The Manuscript Is Burned.

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

I Know Not, Sir, Whether Bacon Wrote The Works Of Shakespeare, But If He Did Not, It Seems To Me That He Missed The Opportunity Of His Life.

He Was Never More Sinister Than When He Was Most Polite.