The Steeples Swam In Amethyst, The News

I Hope You Love Birds Too. It Is Economical. It Saves Going To Heaven.

How Very Sad It Is To Have A Confiding Nature, One's Hopes And Feelings Are Quite At The Mercy Of All Who Come Along; And How Very Desirable To Be A Stolid Individual, Whose Hopes And Aspirations Are Safe In One's Waistcoat Pocket, And That A Pocket Indeed, And One Not To Be Picked!

Good Times Are Always Mutual; That Is What Makes Good Times.

The Things That Never Can Come Back, Are Several - Childhood - Some Forms Of Hope - The Dead.

Drunkards Of Summer Are Quite As Frequent As Drunkards Of Wine.