He Who Drinks A Tumbler Of London

The Longer I Live, The More I Am Convinced That The Apothecary Is Of More Importance Than Seneca; And That Half The Unhappiness In The World Proceeds From Little Stoppages; From A Duct Choked Up, From Food Pressing In The Wrong Place, From A Vexed Duodenum, Or An Agitated Pylorus.

The Main Question To A Novel Is -- Did It Amuse? Were You Surprised At Dinner Coming So Soon? Did You Mistake Eleven For Ten? Were You Too Late To Dress? And Did You Sit Up Beyond The Usual Hour? If A Novel Produces These Effects, It Is Good; If It Does Not -- Story, Language, Love, Scandal Itself Cannot Save It. It Is Only Meant To Please; And It Must Do That Or It Does Nothing.

Whatever You Are By Nature, Keep To It; Never Desert Your Line Of Talent. Be What Nature Intended You For, And You Will Succeed.

What Two Ideas Are More Inseparable Than Beer And Britannia?

Resolve To Make At Least One Person Happy Every Day, And Then In Ten Years You May Have Made Three Thousand, Six Hundred And Fifty Persons Happy, Or Brightened A Small Town By Your Contribution To The Fund Of General Enjoyment.