God Bless Us, Every One!

His Wardrobe Was Extensive-very Extensive-not Strictly Classical Perhaps, Not Quite New, Nor Did It Contain Any One Garment Made Precisely After The Fashion Of Any Age Or Time, But Everything Was More Or Less Spangled; And What Can Be Prettier Than Spangles!

I Could Settle Down Into A State Of Equable Low Spirits, And Resign Myself To Coffee.

Spring Is The Time Of Year When It Is Summer In The Sun And Winter In The Shade.

Nobody Near Me Here, But Rats, And They Are Fine Stealthy Secret Fellows.

I Stole Her Heart Away And Put Ice In Its Place.