Oh East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet.

Being kissed by a man who didn't wax his moustache was-like eating an egg without salt.

Oh, Adam was a gardener, and God who made him sees That half a proper gardener's work is done upon his knees, So when your work is finished, you can wash your hands and pray For the Glory of the Garden, that it may not pass away!

We are the opening verse of the opening page of the chapter of endless possibilities.

Believe the best of everybody.

Our hearts where they rocked our cradle, Our love where we spent our toil, And our faith, and our hope, and our honor, We pledge to our native soil. God gave all men all earth to love, But since our hearts are small, Ordained for each one spot should prove Beloved over all.

Who has smelled the woodsmoke at twilight, who has seen the campfire burning, who is quick to read the noises of the night?