It'is Like A Book, I

If I Were Dammed Of Body And Soul, I Know Whose Prayers Would Make Me Whole, Mother O' Mine O Mother O' Mine.

A Woman's Guess Is Much More Accurate Than A Man's Certainty.

If England Was What England Seems, An Not The England Of Our Dreams, But Only Putty, Brass, An' Paint, 'ow Quick We'd Chuck 'er! But She Ain't!

One Cannot Resist The Lure Of Africa.

All The People Like Us Are We, And Everyone Else Is They.