Idleness, Like Kisses, To Be Sweet Must

The Proverbial Englishman, We Know From Old Chronicler Froissart, Takes His Pleasures Sadly, And The Englishwoman Goes A Step Further And Takes Her Pleasures In Sadness Itself.

Idleness, Like Kisses, To Be Sweet Must Be Stolen.

I Had Walked Into That Reading-room A Happy, Healthy Man. I Crawled Out A Decrepit Wreck.

Swearing Relieves The Feelings - That Is What Swearing Does. I Explained This To My Aunt On One Occasion, But It Didn't Answer With Her. She Said I Had No Business To Have Such Feelings.

I Like Work; It Fascinates Me. I Can Sit And Look At It For Hours.