Words Are A Commodity In Which There

Everybody Thinks Of Others As Being Excessively Human, With All The Frailties And Crotchets Appertaining To That Curious Condition. But Each Of Us Also Seems To Regard Himself As Existing On A Detached Plane Of Observation, Exempt (save In Moments Of Avid Crisis) From The Strange Whims Of Humanity En Masse.

Dancing Is A Wonderful Training For Girls, It's The First Way You Learn To Guess What A Man Is Going To Do Before He Does It.

Only The Sinner Has The Right To Preach.

Blessed Is He Who Has Never Been Tempted; For He Knows Not The Frailty Of His Rectitude.

Mr. Gilbert Had The Earnest Mania For Self-improvement Which Has Blighted The Lives Of So Many Young Men.