Life Is Too Short To Read A

The Pleasures Of Love Lasts But A Fleeting But The Pledges Of Life Outlusts A Lieftime.

And When All Was Said And Done The Lies A Fellow Told About Himself Couldn't Probably Hold A Proverbial Candle To The Wholesale Whoppers Other Fellows Coined About Him.

The Studious Silence Of The Library ... Thought Is The Thought Of Thought. Tranquil Brightness.

We Were Always Loyal To Lost Causes...success For Us Is The Death Of The Intellect And Of The Imagination. ~ Professor Machugh

I Have Left My Book, I Have Left My Room, For I Heard You Singing Through The Gloom.