People Under Seventy And Over Seven Are

Thousands Of People Know My Flannel Knickers, And Though I Know This May Seem Flirtatious, It Is Not. I Am A Saint.

Reason Must Know The Heart's Reasons And Every Other Reason

We Went Down Into The Silent Garden. Dawn Is The Time When Nothing Breathes, The Hour Of Silence. Everything Is Transfixed, Only The Light Moves.

Wouldn't It Be Wonderful If I Won A Helicopter In A Crossword Puzzle Competition? There Is Not Much Hope Though I Am Afraid, As They Never Give Such Practical Prizes.

There Are Things That Are Not Sayable. That’s Why We Have Art.