However British You May Be, I Am

However British You May Be, I Am More British Still.

No Themes Are So Human As Those That Reflect For Us, Out Of The Confusion Of Life, The Close Connection Of Bliss And Bale, Of The Things That Help With The Things That Hurt, So Dangling Before Us Forever That Bright Hard Medal, Of So Strange An Alloy, One Face Of Which Is Somebody's Right And Ease And The Other Somebody's Pain And Wrong.

He Is The Same Old Sausage, Fizzing And Sputtering In His Own Grease.

Art Derives A Considerable Part Of Its Beneficial Exercise From Flying In The Face Of Presumptions.

I Always Want To Know The Things One Shouldn't Do." "so As To Do Them?" Asked Her Aunt. "so As To Choose." Said Isabel