Oh, The Cleverness Of Me!

We Should Be Slower To Think That The Man At His Worst Is The Real Man, And Certain That The Better We Are Ourselves The Less Likely Is He To Be At His Worst In Our Company. Every Time He Talks Away His Own Character Before Us He Is Signifying Contempt For Ours.

All Children, Except One, Grow Up.

Ghosts Were Created When The First Man Awoke In The Night.

The Best Of Our Fiction Is By Novelists Who Allow That It Is As Good As They Can Give, And The Worst By Novelists Who Maintain That They Could Do Much Better If Only The Public Would Let Them.

Temper Is A Weapon That We Hold By The Blade.