I'm Such A Clever Toad.

There Is Nothing - Absolutely Nothing - Half So Much Worth Doing As Simply Messing About In Boats.

It Seemed A Place Where Heroes Could Fitly Feast After Victory, Where Weary Harvesters Could Line Up In Scores Along The Table And Keep Their Harvest Home With Mirth And Song, Or Where Two Or Three Friends Of Simple Tastes Could Sit About As They Pleased And Eat And Smoke And Talk In Comfort And Contentment.

You Are Brave! For My Sake, Do Not Be Rash!

Come Along Inside... We'll See If Tea And Buns Can Make The World A Better Place.

O What A Flowery Track Lies Spread Before Me, Henceforth! What Dust Clouds Shall Spring Up Behind Me As I Speed On My Reckless Way! What Carts I Shall Fling Carelessly Into The Ditch In The Wake Of My Magnificent Onset!