It's Easy Enough To Make

It Was A Little Skirmish Across A Century.

The Relationship Between The Two Men Was Something Of A Miracle In Itself. It Was A Cordiality Based, Apparently, On Complete Non-comprehension Cemented By A Deep Mutual Respect For The Utterly Unknown. No Two Men Saw Less Eye To Eye And The Result Was Unexpected Harmony, As If A Dog And A Fish Had Mysteriously Become Friends And Were Proud Each Of The Other's Remarkable Dissimilarity To Himself.

It Is Always Difficult To Escape From Youth; Its Hopefulness, Its Optimistic Belief In The Privileges Of Desire, Its Despair, And Its Sense Of Outrage And Injustice At Disappointment, All These Spring On A Man Inflicting Indelicate Agony When He Is No Longer Prepared.

Beware Of Anger. It Is The Most Difficult To Remove Of All The Hindrances. But It Is The Alcohol Of The Body, You Know, And The Devil Of It Is That It Deadens The Perceptions.

There Are Only Two Kinds Of Men Who Become Dentists. The Ones Who Love It And Ones Who Get Miserable. Think Round And You'll See I'm Right.