Heaven For Climate, Hell For Company.

Yet If He Upbraided Her In His Hurry, It Was To Repent Bitterly His Temper The Next, And To Feel Its Effects More Than She, Temper Being A Weapon That We Hold By The Blade.

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

So Come With Me, Where Dreams Are Born, And Time Is Never Planned. Just Think Of Happy Things, And Your Heart Will Fly On Wings, Forever, In Never Never Land!

I Bowl So Slowly That If I Don't Like A Ball I Can Run After It And Bring It Back

Ambition It Is The Last Infirmity Of Noble Minds.