When A Man Cannot Chose, He Ceases

Come With Uncle And Hear All Proper. Hear Angel Trumpets And Devil Trombones...you Are Invited!

Welly, Welly, Welly, Welly, Welly, Welly, Well. To What Do I Owe The Extreme Pleasure Of This Surprising Visit?

I Was Cured All Right.

All Human Life Is Here, But The Holy Ghost Seems To Be Somewhere Else.

The Adult Relation To Books Is One Of Absorbing Rather Than Being Absorbed.