The Man Who Has No Mind Of

Not Till The Fire Is Dying In The Grate, Look We For Any Kinship With The Stars. Oh, Wisdom Never Comes When It Is Gold, And The Great Price We Paid For It Full Worth: We Have It Only When We Are Half Earth. Little Avails That Coinage To The Old!

Among The Diaries Beginning With The Second Quarter Of Our Century, There Is Frequent Mention Of A Lady Then Becoming Famous For Her Beauty And Her Wit: "an Unusual Combination," In The Deliberate Syllables Of One Of The Writers, Who Is, However, Not Disposed To Personal Irony When Speaking Of Her.

We Know The Degree Of Refinement In People By The Matter They Laugh At And The Ring Of The Laugh.

Perfect Simplicity Is Unconsciously Audacious.

The Debts We Owe Ourselves Are The Hardest To Pay.