Love Nature, she makes you a lord of her boundless, off any ten square feet of common earth.

I go through my illusions and come always back on that good truth.

It says, beware of the world's passion for flavours and spices.

Much tasted, they turn and bite the biter.

My exemplars are the lately breeched youngsters with two pence in their pockets for the gingerbread-nut booth on a fair day.