You Are My Cat, And I Am

It Has Long Been Recognized By Public Men Of All Kinds. . . That Statistics Come Under The Head Of Lying, And That No Lie Is So False Or Inconclusive As That Which Is Based On Statistics.

Matilda Told Such Dreadful Lies, It Made One Gasp And Stretch One's Eyes Her Aunt, Who, From Her Earliest Youth, Had Kept A Strict Regard For Truth, Attempted To Believe Matilda The Effort Very Nearly Killed Her.

I Am A Catholic. As Far As Possible, I Go To Mass Every Day. This Is A Rosary. As Far As Possible, I Kneel Down And Tell These Beads Every Day. If You Reject Me On Account Of My Religion, I Shall Thank God That He Has Spared Me The Indignity Of Being Your Representative.

That I Grow Sour, Who Only Lack Delight; That I Descend To Sneer, Who Only Grieve: That From My Depth I Should Contemn Your Height; That With My Blame My Mockery You Receive; Huntress And Splendour Of The Woodland Night, Diana Of This World, Do Not Believe.

The Grace Of God Is Courtesy.