Death Is Always Sudden However Long One

Folks Who Make Such A Fuss About Their Rights Turn Them Into Wrongs Sometimes. -- (from Behind The White Brick)

And They Both Began To Laugh Over Nothing As Children Will When They Are Happy Together. And They Laughed So That In The End They Were Making As Much Noise As If They Had Been Two Ordinary Healthy Natural Ten-year-old Creatures—instead Of A Hard, Little, Unloving Girl And A Sickly Boy Who Believed That He Was Going To Die.

There's Naught As Nice As Th' Smell O' Good Clean Earth, Except Th' Smell O' Fresh Growin' Things When Th' Rain Falls On 'em.

Listen To Th' Wind Wutherin' Round The House," She Said. "you Could Bare Stand Up On The Moor If You Was Out On It Tonight." Mary Did Not Know What "wutherin'" Meant Until She Listened, And Then She Understood. It Must Mean That Hollow Shuddering Sort Of Roar Which Rushed Round And Round The House, As If The Giant No One Could See Were Buffeting It And Beating At The Walls And Windows To Try To Break In. But One Knew He Could Not Get In, And Somehow It Made One Feel Very Safe And Warm Inside A Room With A Red Coal Fire.

Whatever Comes Cannot Alter One Thing.