Chess Is A Sad Waste Of Brains.

God Forgive Me For Having Thought It Possible That A Schoolmaster Could Be Out And Out A Rational Being.

There Is A Southern Proverb - Fine Words Butter No Parsnips.

Well, Then--our Course Is Chosen--spread The Sail-- Heave Oft The Lead, And Mark The Soundings Well-- Look To The Helm, Good Master--many A Shoal Marks This Stern Coast, And Rocks, Where Sits The Siren Who, Like Ambition, Lures Men To Their Ruin.

Certainly," Quoth Athelstane, "women Are The Least To Be Trusted Of All Animals, Monks And Abbots Excepted.

...crystal And Hearts Would Lose All Their Merit In The World If It Were Not For Their Fragility.