... I Think It Would Be So

Expert Knowledge Is Limited Knowledge

Oh, What Is The Matter With Poor Puggy-wug? Pet Him And Kiss Him And Give Him A Hug. Run And Fetch Him A Suitable Drug. Wrap Him Up Tenderly All In A Rug. That Is The Way To Cure Puggy-wug.

Hess Or No Hess, I'm Going To Watch The Marx Brothers.

These Cruel, Wanton, Indiscriminate Bombings Of London Are, Of Course, A Part Of Hitler's Invasion Plans. He Hopes, By Killing Large Numbers Of Civilians, And Women And Children, That He Will Terrorise And Cow The People Of This Mighty Imperial City ... Little Does He Know The Spirit Of The British Nation, Or The Tough Fibre Of The Londoners.

This Beginning With Audacity, Or Being Thrown Into The Middle Of It, Is Already A Very Great Part Of The Art Of Painting.