Behind every myth lies a truth; beyond every legend is reality, as radiant (sometimes as chilling) as the story itself.

A hobby a day keeps the doldrums away.

Meek-eyed parents hasten down the ramps To greet their offspring, terrible from camps.

Gardening has compensations out of all proportion to its goals. It is creation in the pure sense.

Wherever conversation's flowing, / Why must I feel it falls on me / To keep things going?

Scratch any father, you find / Someone chock-full of qualms and romantic terrors, / Believing change is a threat.

When blithe to argument I come, Though armed with facts, and merry, May Providence protect me from The fool as adversary, Whose mind to him a kingdom is Where reason lacks dominion, Who calls conviction prejudice And prejudice opinion.