There Is Poetry In A Pork Chop

There Is Poetry In A Pork Chop To A Hungry Man.

It Is Better To Give Than To Lend, And It Costs About The Same.

It Was So Quiet That Morning In Paris That The Heels Of My Two Companions And Myself Were Loud On The Deserted Pavements. It Was A City Of Shuttered Shops, And Barred Windows, And Deserted Avenues.

If There Is Anything I've Learned, Is That Piety Is Smarter Than Hate, That Mercy Is Preferable Even To Justice Itself, That If You Go Around The World With Friendly Look, One Does Good Friends.

During The Early Months Of The War In 1914 There Was A Conflict Of Opinion Between The War Office And The Foreign Office Regarding News From The Front.