There Is A Vast Deal

It Has Been Well Said That Tea Is Suggestive Of A Thousand Wants, From Which Spring The Decencies And Luxuries Of Civilization.

We Know When We Have Had Enough Of A Friend, And We Know When A Friend Has Had Enough Of Us. The First Truth Is No More Palatable Than The Second.

Art... Does Not Take Kindly To Facts, Is Helpless To Grapple With Theories, And Is Killed Outright By A Sermon.

Next To The Joy Of The Egotist Is The Joy Of The Detractor.

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