Paris

The last time I saw Paris

Her heart was warm and gay

I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe.

(Oscar Hammerstein II)

When good Englishmen die they always go to Paris. But you can spend a week there long before-provided you have £25, two good pair of comfortable shoes, and a good map of the city.

(Willa Petschek. The Guardian. 1961)

Paris

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones

Now hear the word of the Lord.

(Spiritual song, James Weldon Johnson)

When I found the skull in the woods, the first thing I did was call the police, but then I got curious about it. I picked it up, and started wondering who this person was, and why he had deer horns.

(Jack Handy. Deep Thoughts)