You Must Have Been Going

I Didn't Set Fire To The Building." "no, But You Did Pull It Into The River." "that Put The Fire Out!

In The Old Days, Spies Had Done They'd Done Because They Loved Their Country, Because They Believed In What They Were Doing. But He'd Never Been Given A Choice. Nowadays, Spies Weren't Employed. They Were Used.

Statues Lined The Stairs And Stood, Dotted Across The Roof. But They Had Been Brutalized By Time And The Weather. Some Were Missing Arms. Many Had No Faces. Once They Had Been Saints And Angels. Two Hundred Years Standing In London Had Turned Them Into Cripples.

Death Is The Same For The One Who Dies.

Childhood, After All, Is The First Precious Coin That Poverty Steals From A Child.