We Shall Not Flag Nor Fail. We

Golf. Trying To Knock A Tiny Ball Into An Even Smaller Hole With Implements Ill Suited To The Purpose.

Writing A Book Is An Adventure.

Here Was A Place Where Real Things Were Going On. Here Was A Scene Of Vital Action. Here Was A Place Where Anything Might Happen. Here Was A Place Where Something Would Certainly Happen. Here I Might Leave My Bones.

There Never Will Be Enough For Everything While The World Goes On. The More That Is Given The More There Will Be Needed.

Mr. Attlee Is A Very Modest Man. Indeed He Has A Lot To Be Modest About.