Champagne Is Simply One Of The Elegant

He Had A Sense Of His Dignity, Which Was Of The Most Exquisite Nature. He Could Detect A Design Upon It When Nobody Else Had Any Perception Of The Fact. His Life Was Made An Agony By The Number Of Fine Scalpels That He Felt To Be Incessantly Engaged In Dissecting His Dignity.

There Is No Such Passion In Human Nature, As The Passion For Gravy Among Commercial Gentlemen.

Over The Whole, A Young Lady Presided, Whose Gloomy Haughtiness As She Surveyed The Street, Announced A Deep-seated Grievance Against Society, And An Implacable Determination To Be Avenged.

The Sun Himself Is Weak When He First Rises, And Gathers Strength And Courage As The Day Gets On.

There Seems A Magic In The Very Name Of Christmas.