Animals Generally Return The Love You Lavish

I Do Wish You Wouldn't Argue With Me When I'm Knitting.

Right In The Hart Of The Africn Jungel A Small Wite Man Lives. Now There Is One Extraordinary Fact About Him That He Is The Frind Of All Animals.

By Neglecting Our Garden, We Are Storing Up For Ourselves, In The Not Very Distant Future, A World Catastrophe As Bad As Any Atomic War, And We Are Doing It With All The Bland Complacency Of An Idiot Child Chopping Up A Rembrandt With A Pair Of Scissors.

There Is No First World And Third World. There Is Only One World, For All Of Us To Live And Delight In.

‎'all We Need Is A Book,' Roared Leslie; 'don't Panic, Hit 'em With A Book.