Conceit Is The Finest Armour

People Who Have Tried It, Tell Me That A Clear Conscience Makes You Very Happy And Contented; But A Full Stomach Does The Business Quite As Well, And Is Cheaper, And More Easily Obtained.

It Is In Our Faults And Failings, Not In Our Virtues, That We Touch One Another And Find Sympathy. We Differ Widely Enough In Our Nobler Qualities. It Is In Our Follies That We Are At One.

I Want A House That Has Got Over All Its Troubles; I Don't Want To Spend The Rest Of My Life Bringing Up A Young And Inexperienced House.

That Is Just The Way With Memory; Nothing That She Brings To Us Is Complete. She Is A Willful Child; All Her Toys Are Broken. I Remember Tumbling Into A Huge Dust-hole When A Very Small Boy, But I Have Not The Faintest Recollection Of Ever Getting Out Again; And If Memory Were All We Had To Trust To, I Should Be Compelled To Believe I Was There Still.

Evil Thought Is A Dangerous Pet. It Is Safer To Play With It From Behind The Iron Bars Of Circumstance.