The Biggest Bore Of All

No Shade, No Shine, No Butterflies, No Bees, No Fruits, No Flowers, No Leaves, No Birds - November!

The Biggest Bore Of All Is He Who Is Overflowing With Congratulations

There Is Not A String Attuned To Mirth But Has Its Chord Of Melancholy.

Lives Of Great Men Oft Remind Us As We O'er Their Pages Turn, That We Too May Leave Behind Us - Letters That We Ought To Burn.

What Is Mind? No Matter. What Is Matter? Never Mind. What Is The Soul? It Is Immaterial.