No Modest Man Ever Did Or Ever

I Despise The Pleasure Of Pleasing People That I Despise.

Miserable Is The Fate Of Writers: If They Are Agreeable, They Are Offensive; And If Dull, They Starve.

It Is The Common Error Of Builders And Parents To Follow Some Plan They Think Beautiful (and Perhaps Is So) Without Considering That Nothing Is Beautiful That Is Misplaced.

Whatever Is Clearly Expressed Is Well Wrote.

And We Meet, With Champagne And A Chicken, At Last.