I Have My Own Matches And Sulphur,

San Francisco Is A Mad City - Inhabited For The Most Part By Perfectly Insane People Whose Women Are Of A Remarkable Beauty.

A Tale From Which Pieces Have Been Raked Out Is Like A Fire That Has Been Poked. One Does Not Know The Operation Has Been Performed, But Everyone Feels The Effect.

If England Was What England Seems, An Not The England Of Our Dreams, But Only Putty, Brass, An' Paint, 'ow Quick We'd Chuck 'er! But She Ain't!

Of All The Liars In The World, Sometimes The Worst Are Our Own Fears.

Oh, East Is East, And West Is West, And Never The Twain Shall Meet, Till Earth And Sky Stand Presently At God’s Great Judgment Seat; But There Is Neither East Nor West, Border, Nor Breed, Nor Birth, When Two Strong Men Stand Face To Face, Tho’ They Come From The Ends Of The Earth!