One Has To Be Able To Count

It Is Quiet Here And Restful And The Air Is Delicious. There Are Gardens Everywhere And Police Spies Lie In The Bushes. There Are Nightingales In Every Garden, But Police Spies Only In Mine, I Think. They Sit Under My Windows In The Darkness Of The Night And Try To Get A Glimpse Of How I Spread Sedition In Russia.

It Is Quiet And Peaceful Here, The Air Is Good, There Are Numerous Gardens, And In Them Nightingales Sing And Spies Lurk Under The Bushes.

The Most Beautiful Words In The English Language Are 'not Guilty'.

An Honest Man Is All Right Even If He's An Idiot...but A Crook Must Have Brains.

Happiness Always Looks Small While You Hold It In Your Hands, But Let It Go, And You Learn At Once How Big And Precious It Is.