If The Good Lord Intended For Us

Now That I Am Alone, I Don't Have To Hide It; I Don't Have To Hide Anything Any Longer. I Can Let My Face Go Because No One Can See Me; Because There's Twenty-one Thousand Feet Between Me And Them... No, I Don't Have To Press My Teeth Together Or Tighten The Muscles Of My Jaw.

Obscurity Is Never A Virtue.

Poor Earthworm,' The Ladybird Said, Whispering In James's Ear. 'he Loves To Make Everything Into A Disaster. He Hates To Be Happy. He Is Only Happy When He Is Gloomy.

A Book?! What D'you Wanna Flaming Book For?...we've Got A Lovely Telly With A 12-inch Screen And Now Ya Wanna Book!

Give Us Strength, Oh Lord, To Let Our Children Starve.