I did try to get a few of those teen high-school movies but they just didn't like me. I guess I wasn't a certain type.
Everywhere you hang your hat is home. Home is the bright cave under the hat.
The real 1960s began on the afternoon of November 22 1963. It came to seem...
Plus, teaching brings home to you very fast that you actually know...
At home, I hardly ever leave London. I don't like the countryside in...
Nothing will turn a man's home into a castle more quickly and effectively...
