In Each Of Us There Is A

How Few Friends Would Remain Friends If Each Could See The Sentiments Of The Other In Their Entirety.

The Course Of The Seasons Is A Piece Of Clockwork, With A Cuckoo To Call When It Is Spring.

I Look Upon Book Reviews As An Infantile Disease Which New-born Books Are Subject To.

It Is Almost Everywhere The Case That Soon After It Is Begotten The Greater Part Of Human Wisdom Is Laid To Rest In Repositories.

I Am Grateful That I Am Not As Judgmental As All Those Censorious, Self-righteous People Around Me. In Each Of Us There Is A Little Of All Of Us.