This school was on top of a hill so that God could see everything that went on. It looked like a cross between a prison and a church and it was. – Quentin Crisp
Some places speak distinctly. Certain dank gardens cry aloud for a murder; certain old houses demand to be haunted; certain coasts are set apart for shipwrecks. – Robert Louis Stevenson
Dont you stay at home of evenings? Don you love a cushioned seat in a corner, by the fireside, with your slippers on your feet? – Oliver Wendell Holmes