No One Thinks Of Winter When The

If You Can Meet Success And Failure And Treat Them Both As Impostors, Then You Are A Balanced Man, My Son.

You May Talk O' Gin And Beer When You're Quartered Safe Out 'ere, An' You're Sent To Penny-fights An' Aldershot It; But When It Comes To Slaughter You Will Do Your Work On Water, An' You'll Lick The Bloomin' Boots Of 'im That's Got It.

It'is Like A Book, I Think, This Bloomin' World.

Being Kissed By A Man Who Didn't Wax His Moustache Was-like Eating An Egg Without Salt.

Single Men In Barricks Don't Grow Into Plaster Saints.