Music Is A Strange Thing. I Would

The Artist Is The Child In The Popular Fable, Every One Of Whose Tears Was A Pearl.

From Every Englishman Emanates A Kind Of Gas, The Deadly Choke-damp Of Boredom.

The Real Madness Probably Is Not Another Thing That The Wisdom Itself That, Tired Of Discovering The Shames Of The World, Has Taken The Intelligent Resolution To Become Mad

Laughter Is Wholesome. God Is Not So Dull As Some People Make Out. Did Not He Make The Kitten To Chase Its Tail.

Experience Is A Good School. But The Fees Are High.