Edmund Waller

All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings.

Stronger by weakness, wiser men become.

Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be.

By pouring money and goods into devastated regions, foreign aid workers sometimes compound the disruption and debauch the survivors.

I just had an idea that went right over my head.

I had this wild imagination. I was never me. All my childhood photos, I'm in fancy dress, playing a Russian refuge or Marvelous Mad Madam Mim.