Oft A Little Morning Rain

If You Are Cast In A Different Mould To The Majority, It Is No Merit Of Yours: Nature Did It.

Let Your Performance Do The Thinking.

Look Twice Before You Leap.

For I Too Liked Reading, Thought Of A Frivolous And Childish Kind; I Could Not Digest Or Comprehend The Serious Or Substantial.

I Believe She Thought I Had Forgotten My Station; And Yours, Sir.' 'station! Station!-- Your Station Is In My Heart, And On The Necks Of Those Who Would Insult You, Now Or Hereafter.