Imitation is criticism.

A good local pub has much in common with a church, except that a pub is warmer, and there's more conversation.

Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb." So I piped with merry cheer; "Piper, pipe that song again." So I piped; he wept to hear.

And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen?

Although wine when it is read somewhat lacks the savour of wine when it is drunk, wine remains a very pleasant thing both to read about and to chat about.

He who loves his enemies betrays his friends; this surely is not what Jesus meant.

I heard an Angel singing; When the day was springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace; Is the world's release.