But Till We Are Built Like Angels,

At Two O'clock In The Morning, If You Open Your Window And Listen, You Will Hear The Feet Of The Wind That Is Going To Call The Sun. And The Trees In The Shadow Rustle And The Trees In The Moonlight Glisten, And Though It Is Deep, Dark Night, You Feel That The Night Is Done.

It's Always Best To Tell The Truth.

No Doubt But Ye Are The People - Absolute, Strong And Wise; Whatever Your Hear Has Desired Ye Have Not Withheld From Your Eyes. On Your Own Heads, In Your Own Hands, The Sin And The Saving Lies!

'e's All'ot Sand An' Ginger When Alive, An''e's Generally Shammin' When'e's Dead.

Take Everything You Like Seriously, Except Yourselves.