I Would Like To Throw

Gather Kittens While You May, Time Brings Only Sorrow; And The Kittens Of Today; Will Be Old Cats Tomorrow.

Diplomacy: Lying In State.

I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December A Magical Thing And Sweet To Remember. 'we Are Nearer To Spring Than We Were In September,' I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December.

Only The Young Die Good.

An Epicure Is One Who Gets Nothing Better Than The Cream Of Everything But Cheerfully Makes The Best Of It.