‘Are the gods not just?’
‘Oh no, child. What would become of us if they were?’
The Planter's Daughter When night stirred at sea And the fire brought a crowd in, They say that her beauty…
The majority of husbands remind me of an orangutang trying to play the violin.
The public buys its opinions as it buys its meat, or takes its milk, on the principle that it is…