What Fools We Are, Eh? What Fools,

A House Is Not A Home Until It Has A Dog.

They Were Maps That Lived, Maps That One Could Study, Frown Over, And Add To; Maps, In Short, That Really Meant Something.

Remember That The Animals And Plants Have No M.p. They Can Write To; They Can't Perform Sit-down Strikes Or, Indeed, Strikes Of Any Sort; They Have Nobody To Speak For Them Except Us, The Human Beings Who Share The World With Them But Do Not Own It.

Gradually The Magic Of The Island [corfu] Settled Over Us As Gently And Clingingly As Pollen.

There Is No First World And Third World. There Is Only One World, For All Of Us To Live And Delight In.