Keep Running After A Dog And He

Indeed, Said The Monk, A Mass, A Matins, And Vespers Well Rung Are Half-said.

The Right Moment Wears A Full Head Of Hair: When It Has Been Missed, You Can't Get It Back; It's Bald In The Back Of The Head And Never Turns Around.

In Their Rules There Was Only One Clause: Do What You Will.

I Am Going To Seek A Great Purpose, Draw The Curtain, The Farce Is Played.

I Am Going To Seek A Grand Perhaps.