...it Was Like An Examination Paper That

She Was A Lovely Lady, With A Romantic Mind And Such A Sweet Mocking Mouth. Her Romantic Mind Was Like The Tiny Boxes, One Within The Other, That Come From The Puzzling East, However Many You Discover There Is Always One More; And Her Sweet Mocking Mouth Had One Kiss On It That Wendy Could Never Get, Though There It Was, Perfectly Conspicuous In The Right-hand Corner.

Would You Like An Adventure Now, Or Would You Like To Have Your Tea First?

Do Not Pray For Easy Lives. Pray To Be Stronger Men. Do Not Pray For Tasks Equal To Your Powers. Pray For Powers Equal To Your Tasks. Then The Doing Of Your Work Shall Be No Miracle. But You Shall Be A Miracle. Every Day You Shall Wonder At Yourself, At The Richness Of Life Which Has Come To You By The Grace Of God. Not In Doing What You Like But In Liking What You Do Is The Secret Of Happiness.

For Several Days After My First Book Was Published, I Carried It About In My Pocket And Took Surreptitious Peeps At It To Make Sure The Ink Had Not Faded.

If 'hamlet' Had Been Written In These Days It Would Probably Have Been Called 'the Strange Affair At Elsinore.