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A Serious Illness Or A Death Advertises The Doctor Exactly As A Hanging Advertises The Barrister Who Defended The Person Hanged.

When The Military Man Approaches, The World Locks Up Its Spoons And Packs Off Its Womankind.

People Are Always Blaming Their Circumstances For What They Are. I Don't Believe In Circumstances.

Don't Order Any Black Things. Rejoice In His Memory; And Be Radiant: Leave Grief To The Children. Wear Violet And Purple. Be Patient With The Poor People Who Will Snivel: They Don't Know; And They Think They Will Live For Ever, Which Makes Death A Division Instead Of A Bond.

Very Nice Sort Of Place, Oxford, I Should Think, For People That Like That Sort Of Place.