How Convalescence Shrinks A Man

May Be The Truth Is, That One Pipe Is Wholesome, Two Pipes Toothsome, Three Pipes Noisome, Four Pipes Fulsome, Five Pipes Quarrelsome; And That's The Some On't.

Man, While He Loves, Is Never Quite Depraved.

If There Be A Regal Solitude, It Is A Sick-bed. How The Patient Lords It There!

A Pun Is Not Bound By The Laws Which Limit Nicer Wit. It Is A Pistol Let Off At The Ear; Not A Feather To Tickle The Intellect.

The Red-letter Days, Now Become, To All Intents And Purposes, Dead-letter Days.