None But Those Who Are Happy In

The Difference Between The Vanity Of A Frenchman And An Englishman Seems To Be This: The One Thinks Everything Right That Is French, The Other Thinks Everything Wrong That Is Not English.

The English (it Must Be Owned) Are Rather A Foul-mouthed Nation.

I Can Enjoy Society In A Room; But Out Of Doors, Nature Is Company Enough For Me

Persons Of Slender Intellectual Stamina Dread Competition, As Dwarfs Are Afraid Of Being Run Over In The Street.

Pride Goes Before A Fall, They Say, And Yet We Often Find, The Folks Who Throw All Pride Away Most Often Fall Behind.