The Senses Collect The Surface Facts Of

The Chief Mourner Does Not Always Attend The Funeral.

The Ancients Called Beauty The Flowering Of Virtue.

The Etymologist Finds The Deadest Word To Have Been Once A Brilliant Picture.

The World Is Filled With The Proverbs And Acts And Winkings Of A Base Prudence, Which Is A Devotion To Matter, As If We Possessedno Other Faculties Than The Palate, The Nose, The Touch, The Eye And Ear; A Prudence Which Adores The Rule Of Three, Which Never Subscribes, Which Never Gives, Which Seldom Lends, And Asks But One Question Of Any Project,--will It Bake Bread?

Manners Require Time, And Nothing Is More Vulgar Than Haste.