A Cruel Story Runs On Wheels, And

It Is Only To Those Who Have Never Lived That Death Ever Can Seems Beautiful.

To Vice, Innocence Must Always Seem Only A Superior Kind Of Chicanery.

It Is The North Wind That Lashes Men Into Vikings; It Is The Soft, Luscious South Wind Which Lulls Them To Lotus Dreams.

Talent Wears Well, Genius Wears Itself Out; Talent Drives A Snug Brougham In Fact; Genius, A Sun-chariot In Fancy.

Intensely Selfish People Are Always Very Decided As To What They Wish. They Do Not Waste Their Energies In Considering The Good Of Others.