Chess Is One Long Regret.

You Cannot Depict Love Inside A Frame Of Fact. It Needs A Mist To Dissolve In.

The Road Comes To An End Just When It Ought To Be Getting Somewhere. The Passengers Alight, Shaken And Weary, To Begin, All Over Again, Something Else.

In Canada We Have Enough To Do Keeping Up With Two Spoken Languages ... So We Just Go Right Ahead And Use English For Literature, Scotch For Sermons, And American For Conversation.

The Great Man... Walks Across His Century And Leaves The Marks Of His Feet All Over It, Ripping Out The Dates On His Goloshes As He Passes.

As For Politics, Well, It All Seemed Reasonable Enough. When The Conservatives Got In Anywhere, [judge] Pepperleigh Laughed And Enjoyed It, Simply Because It Does One Good To See A Straight, Fine, Honest Fight Where The Best Man Wins. When A Liberal Got In, It Made Him Mad, And He Said So,-not, Mind You; From Any Political Bias, For His Office Forbid It,-but Simply Because One Can't Bear To See The Country Go Absolutely To The Devil.