A Boy's Muscles Move Quicker Than His

It Is Easy Enough To Say That Poverty Is No Crime. No; If It Were Men Wouldn't Be Ashamed Of It. It Is A Blunder, Though, And Is Punished As Such. A Poor Man Is Despised The Whole World Over.

Life Is A Thing To Be Lived, Not Spent; To Be Faced, Not Ordered. Life Is Not A Game Of Chess, The Victory To The Most Knowing; It Is A Game Of Cards, One's Hand By Skill To Be Made The Best Of.

Seek Out Some Retired And Old-world Spot, Far From The Madding Crowd, And Dream Away A Sunny Week Among Its Drowsy Lanes - Some Half-forgotten Nook, Hidden Away By The Fairies, Out Of Reach Of The Noisy World - Some Quaint-perched Eyrie On The Cliffs Of Time, From Whence The Surging Waves Of The Nineteenth Century Would Sound Far-off And Faint.

It Is So Pleasant To Come Across People More Stupid Than Ourselves. We Love Them At Once For Being So.

Eat Good Dinners And Drink Good Wine; Read Good Novels If You Have The Leisure And See Good Plays; Fall In Love, If There Is No Reason Why You Should Not Fall In Love; But Do Not Pore Over Influenza Statistics.