Merit, God Knows, Is Very Little Rewarded.

When True Hearts Lie Wither'd And Fond Ones Are Flown, Oh, Who Would Inhabit This Bleak World Alone?

Asparagus Inspires Gentle Thoughts.

Anything Awful Makes Me Laugh. I Misbehaved Once At A Funeral.

To Pile Up Honey Upon Sugar, And Sugar Upon Honey, To An Interminable Tedious Sweetness.

Reader, If You Are Gifted With Nerves Like Mine, Aspire To Any Character But That Of A Wit.