“...Raleigh was later to write, after a duel the hangman was the one who bestowed the garland on the victor.”

“The Wood is that that makes the gallows tree;The Weed is that that strings the hangman's bag;The Wag, my pretty knave, betokens thee.”

“Enlarged sympathy with children was one of the chief contributions made by the Victorian English to real civilization.”

“Even such is Time *Even such is Time, that takes in trustOur youth, our joys, our all we have,And pays us but with earth and dust;Who in the dark and silent grave,When we have wandered all our ways,Shuts up the story of our days:But from this earth, this grave, this dust,My God shall raise me up, I trust. Sir Walter Raleigh (1554-1618)*These lines are said to have been composed by Sir Walter Raleigh on the night before his execution.”

“Thou may be sure that he who will tell thee of thy faults is thy friend, for he ventures thy dislike and doth hazard thy hatred.”

“What is our life? A play of passion.Our mirth the music of division.Our mother's wombs the tyring houses be,Where we are drest for this short Comedy.Heaven the judicious sharp spectator is,That sits and marks still who doth act amiss,Our graves that hide us from the searching sun,Are like drawn curtains when the play is done.Thus march we playing to our latest rest,Only we die in earnest, that's no jest.”

“All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell," he says, and he is talking as if he is talking only to me. "Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you.”