The Sea Drives Truth Into A Man

The Catholic Church Is An Institution I Am Bound To Hold Divine - But For Unbelievers A Proof Of Its Divinity Might Be Found In The Fact That No Merely Human Institution Conducted With Such Knavish Imbecility Would Have Lasted A Fortnight.

I Forget The Name Of The Place; I Forget The Name Of The Girl; But The Wine Was Chambertin.

Oh, My Friends, Be Warned By Me, That Breakfast, Dinner, Lunch And Tea, Are All Human Frame Requires.

The Tender Evenlode That Makes Her Meadows Hush To Hear The Sound Of Waters Mingling In The Brakes, And Binds My Heart To English Ground. A Lovely River, All Alone, She Lingers In The Hills And Holds A Hundred Little Towns Of Stone, Forgotten In The Western Wolds.

I Shoot The Hippopotamus With Bullets Made Of Platinum, Because If I Use The Leaden One His Hide Is Sure To Flatten Em.