I Sometimes Think, Mary, That It Is

One's Religion Is Whatever He Is Most Interested In.

Times Have Changed Since A Certain Author Was Executed For Murdering His Publisher. They Say That When The Author Was On The Scaffold He Said Good-bye To The Minister And To The Reporters, And Then He Saw Some Publishers Sitting In The Front Row Below, And To Them He Did Not Say Good-bye. He Said Instead, "i'll See You Again."

One Could Mention Many Lovable Traits In Smee. For Instance, After Killing, It Was His Spectacles He Wiped Instead Of His Weapon.

Tink Was Not All Bad: Or, Rather, She Was All Bad Just Now, But, On The Other Hand, Sometimes She Was All Good. Fairies Have To Be One Thing Or The Other, Because Being So Small They Unfortunately Have Room For One Feeling Only At A Time. They Are, However, Allowed To Change, Only It Must Be A Complete Change.

His Lordship May Compel Us To Be Equal Upstairs, But There Will Never Be Equality In The Servants' Hall.