Like Simplicity And Candor, And

Wit Is As Infinite As Love, And A Deal More Lasting In Its Qualities.

It Is Not What We Learn In Conversation That Enriches Us. It Is The Elation That Comes Of Swift Contact With Tingling Currents Of Thought.

Guests Are The Delight Of Leisure, And The Solace Of Ennui.

It Is The Steady And Merciless Increase Of Occupations, The Augmented Speed At Which We Are Always Trying To Live, The Crowding Of Each Day With More Work Than It Can Profitably Hold, Which Has Cost Us, Among Other Things, The Undisturbed Enjoyment Of Friends. Friendship Takes Time, And We Have No Time To Give It.

There Is A Natural Limit To The Success We Wish Our Friends, Even When We Have Spurred Them On Their Way.