Luck, Mere Luck May Make

Slugs Crawl And Crawl Over Our Cabbages, Like The World's Slander Over A Good Name. You May Kill Them, It Is True; But There Is The Slime.

Women, Somehow, Have The Same Fear Of Witty Men As Of Fireworks.

It Takes All Sorts Of People To Make A World.

We Love Peace, As We Abhor Pusillanimity; But Not Peace At Any Price.

A Blessed Companion Is A Book! A Book That, Fitly Chosen, Is A Life-long Friend. A Book — The Unfailing Damon To His Loving Pythias. A Book That — At A Touch — Pours Its Heart Into Our Own.