History Has To Be Rewritten Because History

There Is Something Frightful In The Way In Which Not Only Characteristic Qualities, But Particular Manifestations Of Them, Are Repeated From Generation To Generation.

The Very Minute A Thought Is Threatened With Publicity It Seems To Shrink Towards Mediocrity.

It Is Perfectly Easy To Be Original By Violating The Laws Of Decency And The Canons Of Good Taste.

To Brag Little, To Lose Well, / To Crow Gently If In Luck, / To Pay Up, To Own Up, / To Shut Up If Beaten, / Are The Virtues Of A Sportingman.

Old Age Is Like An Opium Dream. Nothing Seems Real Except The Unreal.