What A Blessing This Smoking

People Resemble Still More The Time In Which They Live, Than They Resemble Their Fathers.

Man Ceased To Be An Ape, Vanquished The Ape, On The Day The First Book Was Written.

Pride, If Not The Origin, Is The Medium Of All Wickedness-the Atmosphere Without Which It Would Instantly Die Away.

War May Be The Game Of Kings, But, Like The Games At Ancient Rome, It Is Generally Exhibited To Please And Pacify The People.

There Is Hardly A More Common Error Than That Of Taking The Man Who Has One Talent, For A Genius.