One Can't Prescribe Books, Even The Best

Twenty Bridges From Tower To Kew — (twenty Bridges Or Twenty Two) — Wanted To Know What The River Knew, For They Were Young, And The Thames Was Old And This Is The Tale That River Told.

Politicians. Little Tin Gods On Wheels.

Not Getting What You Want Either Means You Don't Want It Enough, Or You Have Been Dealing Too Long With The Price You Have To Pay.

At Two O'clock In The Morning, If You Open Your Window And Listen, You Will Hear The Feet Of The Wind That Is Going To Call The Sun. And The Trees In The Shadow Rustle And The Trees In The Moonlight Glisten, And Though It Is Deep, Dark Night, You Feel That The Night Is Done.

The Wild Hawk To The Wind-swept Sky The Deer To The Wholesome Wold; And The Heart Of A Man To The Heart Of A Maid, As It Was In The Days Of Old.