What Humbugs We Are, Who Pretend To

For Souls In Growth, Great Quarrels Are Great Emancipations.

There Is More Felicity On The Far Side Of Baldness Than Young Men Can Possibly Imagine.

So, I Never Lose A Sense Of The Whimsical And Perilous Charm Of Daily Life, With Its Meetings And Words And Accidents.

Don't Tell Friends Their Social Faults; They Will Cure The Fault And Never Forgive You.

Growing Old Is Not A Gradual Decline, But A Series Of Drops, Full Of Sorrow, From One Ledge To Another Below It.