Don't Be Afraid, Queen ... Don't Be

Why Try To Pursue What Is Completed?

The Cat, Covered In Dust And Standing On Its Hind Legs, Bowed To Margarita. Round Its Neck It Was Now Wearing A Made-up White Bow Tie On An Elastic Band, With A Pair Of Ladies’ Mother-of-pearl Binoculars Hanging On A Cord. It Had Also Gilded Its Whiskers.

For Some Reason, Cats Are Usually Addressed Familiarly, Though No Cat Has Ever Drunk Bruderschaft With Anyone.

The Tongue May Hide The Truth But The Eyes—never!

Everything Will Turn Out Right, The World Is Built On That.