“I've always written. At the age of six or seven, I would get sheets of A4 paper and fold them in half, cut the edges to make a little eight-page booklet, break it up into squares and put in little stick men with little speech bubbles, and I'd have a spy story, a space story and a football story.” MenLittlesStoriesAgeSpaceHalfBreakCuttingWrittenFootballSpeechPaperSixPagesSticksSevenEdgesEightSquaresBubblesSheetsSpyFolds Author:Ian Rankin
“The rich man's sons inherits cares; The bank may break, the factory burn, A breath may burst his bubble shares, And soft, white hands could hardly earn A living that would serve his turn.” MenMayHandsCareTurnsWealthWhiteBreakRichShareSonBreathsFactoriesBubblesRich Man Book:The poetical works of James Russell Lowell Source: The poetical works of James Russell Lowell