When I Go Abroad I Always Sail

Children, Behold The Chimpanzee: He Sits On The Ancestral Tree From Which We Sprang In Ages Gone.

A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss, But It Gains A Certain Polish.

An Epicure Is One Who Gets Nothing Better Than The Cream Of Everything But Cheerfully Makes The Best Of It.

Manuscript: Something Submitted In Haste And Returned At Leisure.

Song Is The Licensed Medium For Bawling In Public Things Too Silly Or Sacred To Be Uttered In Ordinary Speech.