A Good Jolly Is Worth What You

It Is Not Time For Mirth And Laughter, The Cold, Gray Dawn Of The Morning After.

In The City A Funeral Is Just An Interruption Of Traffic; In The Country It Is A Form Of Popular Entertainment.

The Higher They Fly The Harder They Fall.

Mark Twain Said (particularly About Pink Marsh): "i Have Been Reading Him Again, And My Admiration Overflows All Limits. ... How Effortless The Limning! It Is As If The Work Did Itself, Without Help Of The Master's Hand."

I Am Thoroughly Tired Of The Fable Style Of Narrative And Shall Do My Best To Get Up Something Entirely Different And Possibly Little More Worthy.