I cannot resist ordering them. The words are so lovely to say.

It is all very well to be able to write books, but can you waggle your ears?

God has given us memories that we may have roses in December.

Well, to tell you the truth, I'd much rather talk one thousand times to one girl, than to talk one time to a thousand girls.

Soun is noght but air ybroken, And every speche that is spoken, Loud or privee, foul or fair, In his substaunce is but air; For as flaumbe is but lighted smoke…

'The Inventor of Word's proudest achievement: 'The one word that carries all of the following meanings: the whistling of an arrow, the sound of a shepherd's pi…

Sphere Music - Some sounds seem to reverberate along the plain, and then settle to earth again like dust; such are Noise, Discord, Jargon. But such only as spr…