Happy Are The Painters, For They Shall

He Looks Like A Female Llama Who Has Been Surprised In The Bath.

I Feel Devoutly Thankful To Have Been Born Fond Of Writing.

Most Of The World's Work Is Done By People Who Don't Feel Very Well.

At The Depths Of That Dusty Soul There Is Nothing But Abject Surrender.

Hope Has Returned To The Hearts Of Scores Of Millions Of Men And Women, And With That Hope There Burns The Flame Of Anger Against The Brutal, Corrupt Invader ... In A Dozen Famous Ancient States Now Prostrate Under The Nazi Yoke, The Masses Of The People ... Await The Hour Of Liberation ... That Hour Will Strike, And Its Solemn Peal Will Proclaim That The Night Is Past And That The Dawn Has Come.