She Was A Large Woman Who Seemed

You Find A Glimmer Of Happiness In This World, There's Always Someone Who Wants To Destroy It.

I Know Not, Sir, Whether Bacon Wrote The Works Of Shakespeare, But If He Did Not, It Seems To Me That He Missed The Opportunity Of His Life.

Nothing Is Really Work Unless You Would Rather Be Doing Something Else.

Ghosts Were Created When The First Man Awoke In The Night.

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.