Love Needs The Stiffening Of Respect, The

We Are So Little, So Ignorant, So Feeble An Infant Race Crawling On A Planet Between Immensities We Haven't Even Begun To Understand, That Really We Have No Grounds For Either Congratulation Or Despair.

The Things That One Most Wants To Do Are The Things That Are Probably Most Worth Doing.

[on Golf:] One Of The Most Distressing Defects Of Civilization.

Progress. There's A Good Deal Too Much O' This Progress About Nowadays, An', What's More, It'll Have To Stop.

Why Haven't We Seventy Lives? One Is No Use.