Either A Wise Man Will Not Go

O Grant Me A House By The Beach Of A Bay, Where The Waves Can Be Surly In Winter, And Play With The Sea-weed In Summer, Ye Bountiful Powers! And I'd Leave All The Hurry, The Noise, And The Fray, For A House Full Of Books, And A Garden Of Flowers.

Politicians Use Statistics In The Same Way That A Drunk Uses Lamp-postsfor Support Rather Than Illumination.

Why Should I Laugh?' Asked The Old Man. 'madness In Youth Is True Wisdom. Go, Young Man, Follow Your Dream, And If You Do Not Find The Happiness That You Seek, At Any Rate You Will Have Had The Happiness Of Seeking It.

. . . Had I A River I Would Gladly Let All Honest Anglers That Use The Fly Cast Line In It, But, But Where There Is No Protection, Then Nets, Poison, Dynamite, Slaughter Of Fingerlings, And Unholy Baits Devastate The Fish, So That 'free Fishing' Spells No Fishing At All.

Either A Wise Man Will Not Go Into Bunkers, Or, Being In, He Will Endure Such Things As Befall Him With Patience.