The Less We Know The More We

It Is Not All Bad, This Getting Old, Ripening. After The Fruit Has Got Its Growth It Should Juice Up And Mellow. God Forbid I Should Live Long Enough To Ferment And Rot And Fall To The Ground In A Squash.

Occasions Are Rare; And Those, Who Know How To Seize Upon Them, Are Rarer.

Ignorance Is The Wet-nurse Of Prejudice.

Most Everyone Seems Willing To Be A Fool Himself, But He Can't Bear To Have Anyone Else One.

When A Man Comes To Me For Advice, I Find Out The Kind Of Advice He Wants, And I Give It To Him.