My Wife Has A Whim Of Iron.

I Would Like To Throw An Egg Into An Electric Fan.

I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December A Magical Thing And Sweet To Remember. 'we Are Nearer To Spring Than We Were In September,' I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December.

Manuscript: Something Submitted In Haste And Returned At Leisure.

Diplomacy: Lying In State.

A Man Must Love A Thing Very Much If He Not Only Practices It Without Any Hope Of Fame And Money, But Even... Without Any Hope Of Doing It Well.