You Shouldn't Make Jokes If It Makes

The Sun Was Shining On The Sea, Shining With All His Might: He Did His Very Best To Make The Billows Smooth And Bright-- And This Was Odd, Because It Was The Middle Of The Night.

When All Has Been Considered, It Seems To Me To Be The Irresistible Intuition That Infinite Punishment For Finite Sin Would Be Unjust, And Therefore Wrong. We Feel That Even Weak And Erring Man Would Shrink From Such An Act. And We Cannot Conceive Of God As Acting On A Lower Standard Of Right And Wrong.

Who Can Tell Whether The Parallelogram, Which In Our Ignorance We Have Defined And Drawn, And The Whole Of Whose Properties We Profess To Know, May Not Be All The While Panting For Exterior Angles, Sympathetic With The Interior, Or Sullenly Repining At The Fact That It Cannot Be Inscribed In A Circle?

Humpty Dumpty Sat On The Wall Humpty Dumpty Had A Great Fall All The King's Horses And All The King's Men Couldn't Put Humpty Together Again

Who Sail On Stormy Seas; And That's The Way I Get My Bread -- A Trifle, If You Please.