The Beggar Wears All Colors Fearing None.

Cultivate Simplicity, Coleridge.

Riddle Of Destiny, Who Can Show What Thy Short Visit Meant, Or Know What Thy Errand Here Below?

The Drinking Man Is Never Less Himself Than During His Sober Intervals.

Lawyers, I Suppose, Were Children Once.

We Do Not Go To The Theatre Like Our Ancestors, To Escape From The Pressure Of Reality, So Much As To Confirm Our Experience Of It.