There Is No Gambling Like Politics.

A Canter Is The Cure For All Evil.

Grief Is The Agony Of An Instant. The Indulgence Of Grief The Blunder Of A Life.

O Music! Miraculous Art! A Blast Of Thy Trumpet And Millions Rush Forward To Die; A Peal Of Thy Organ And Uncounted Nations Sink Down To Pray.

Is Man An Ape Or An Angel? Now I Am On The Side Of The Angels.

The Sweet Simplicity Of The Three Percents.