Out Of Great Russia Came Three Dusky

Never Will A Time Come When The Most Marvelous Recent Invention Is As Marvelous As A Newborn Child.

The Dead Hold In Their Hands Only What They Have Given Away.

I Was Up Day And Night With Lincoln For Years. I Couldn't Have Picked A Better Companion.

Didn't You Tie The Mittens On Her Feet (wednesday Evening's) Extra Special Nice? Yes--she Is An Extra Special Nice Pigeon. She Cries For Pity When She Wants Pity. And She Shuts Her Eyes When She Doesn't Want To Look At You. And If You Look Deep In Her Eyes When Her Eyes Are Open You Will See Lights There Exactly Like The Lights On The Pastures And The Meadows When The Mist Is Drifting On A Wednesday Evening Just Between The Twilight And Gloaming.

Poetry Is The Cipher Key To The Five Mystic Wishes Packed In A Hollow Silver Bullet Fed To A Flying Fish.