Time Is A Sandpile We Run Our

Time Is A Sandpile We Run Our Fingers In.

The Greatest Cunning Is To Have None At All.

I Can Remember Only A Few Of The Strange And Curious Words Now Dead But Living And Spoken By The English People A Thousand Years Ago.

There Are Some People Who Can Receive A Truth By No Other Way Than To Have Their Understanding Shocked And Insulted.

The Shovel Is The Brother To The Gun.