The Past Is Perpetual Youth To The

Alas! The Praise Given To The Ear Ne'er Was Nor Ne'er Can Be Sincere.

Curiosity Is Its Own Suicide.

I Have No Parting Sigh To Give, So Take My Parting Smile.

A Preface Is A Species Of Literary Luxury, Where An Author, Like A Lover, Is Privileged To Be Egotistical.

In Came ... A Baby, Eloquent As Infancy Usually Is, And Like Most Youthful Orators, More Easily Heard Than Understood.