It Seldom Pays To Be Rude. It

How Often Could Things Be Remedied By A Word. How Often Is It Left Unspoken.

I Wish The English Still Possessed A Shred Of The Old Sense Of Humour Which Puritanism, And Dyspepsia, And Newspaper Reading, And Tea-drinking Have Nearly Extinguished.

It Is One Of The Maladies Of Our Age To Profess A Frenzied Allegiance To Truth In Unimportant Matters, To Refuse Consistently To Face Her Where Graver Issues Are At Stake.

What Is All Wisdom Save A Collection Of Platitudes? But The Man Who Orders His Life According To Their Teachings Cannot Go Far Wrong.

The Pine Stays Green In Winter... Wisdom In Hardship.