And All The Air Is

If You Once Understand An Author's Character, The Comprehension Of His Writings Becomes Easy.

See Yonder Little Cloud, That, Borne Aloft So Tenderly By The Wind, Floats Fast Away Over The Snowy Peaks!

Fear Is The Virtue Of Slaves; But The Heart That Loveth Is Willing.

I Know Not How It Is, But During A Voyage I Collect Books As A Ship Does Barnacles.

A Stiff Letter Galls One Like A Stiff Shirt Collar -- Whilst A Sheet Garnished Here And There With A Careless Blot -- And Here And There A Dash -- But In The Main Full Of Excellent Matter, Is Like A Clever Fellow In A Dirty Shirt Whom We Value For The Good Humour He Brings With Him And Not For The Garb He Wears.