Tea, Late Dinners And The French Revolution.

I Almost Think It Is The Ultimate Destiny Of Science To Exterminate The Human Race.

In A Bowl To Sea Went Wise Men Three, On A Brilliant Night Of June: They Carried A Net, And Their Hearts Were Set On Fishing Up The Moon.

Not Drunk Is He Who From The Floor - Can Rise Alone And Still Drink More; But Drunk Is They, Who Prostrate Lies, Without The Power To Drink Or Rise.

Laughter Is Pleasant, But The Exertion At My Age Is Too Much For Me.

The Mountain Sheep Are Sweeter, But The Valley Sheep Are Fatter. We Therefore Deemed It Meeter To Carry Off The Latter.