I Am The Batsman And The Bat,

A Book Is A Friend Whose Face Is Constantly Changing. If You Read It When You Are Recovering From An Illness, And Return To It Years After, It Is Changed Surely, With The Change In Yourself.

Either A Wise Man Will Not Go Into Bunkers, Or, Being In, He Will Endure Such Things As Befall Him With Patience.

I'd Leave All The Hurry, The Noise, And The Fray, For A House Full Of Books, And A Garden Of Flowers.

Life's More Amusing Than We Thought.

There's A Joy Without Canker Or Cark, There's A Pleasure Eternally New, 't Is To Gloat On The Glaze And The Mark Of China That's Ancient And Blue.