All Bayonets Are Bad.

In All The Woes That Curse Our Race There Is A Lady In The Case.

When You Are Lying Awake With A Dismal Headache, And Repose Is Tabooed By Anxiety, I Conceive You May Use Any Language You Choose To Indulge In Without Impropriety.

I Love My Fellow Creatures - I Do All The Good I Can - Yet Everybody Says I'm Such A Disagreeable Man!

It's Love That Makes The World Go Round.

No Good Play Is A Success; Fine Writing And High Morals Are Useless On The Stage. I Have Been Scribbling Twaddle For Thirty-five Years To Suit The Public Taste, And I Should Know.