It Is An Old Prerogative Of Kings

New Thoughts And Hopes Were Whirling Through My Mind, And All The Colours Of My Life Were Changing.

Oliver Twist Has Asked For More!

Man Cannot Really Improve Himself Without Improving Others.

It Is When Our Budding Hopes Are Nipped Beyond Recovery By Some Rough Wind, That We Are The Most Disposed To Picture To Ourselves What Flowers They Might Have Borne, If They Had Flourished . . .

Accidentally Consumed Five Biscuits When I Wasn't Paying Attention. Those Biscuits Are Wily Fellows - They Leap In Like Sugary Ninjas