A Man Who Sells His Conscience For

The Bore Is Usually Considered A Harmless Creature, Or Of That Class Of Irrationa Bipeds Who Hurt Only Themselves.

There Is No Reasoning With Imagination.

The Human Heart, At Whatever Age, Opens To The Heart That Opens In Return.

Home! With What Different Sensations Different People Pronounce And Hear That Word Pronounced!

Our Pleasures In Literature Do Not, I Think, Decline With Age; Last 1st Of January Was My Eighty-second Birthday, And I Think That I Had As Much Enjoyment From Books As I Ever Had In My Life.