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It Is Not Dying, But Living, That Is A Preparation For Death.

Too Much Brilliance Has Its Disadvantages, And Misplaced Wit May Raise A Laugh, But Often Beheads A Topic Of Profound Interest.

His Modesty Amounts To Deformity.

Lloyd George? There Is No Lloyd George. There Is A Marvellous Brain; But If You Were To Shut Him In A Room And Look Through The Keyhole There Would Be Nobody There.

My Father's Nature Turned Out No Waste Product; He Had None Of That Useless Stuff In Him That Lies In Heaps Near Factories. He Took His Own Happiness With Him.