As We To The Brutes,

And If I Drink Oblivion Of A Day, / So Shorten I The Stature Of My Soul.

That Rarest Gift To Beauty, Common Sense!

Comedy Is A Game Played To Throw Reflections Upon Social Life, And It Deals With Human Nature In The Drawing-room Of Civilized Men And Women, Where We Have No Dust Of The Struggling Outer World, No Mire, No Violent Crashes, To Make The Correctness Of The Representation Convincing.

Not Till The Fire Is Dying In The Grate, Look We For Any Kinship With The Stars.

The Future Not Being Born, My Friend, We Will Abstain From Baptizing It.