A Good Soldier, Like A Good Horse,

Deep-seated Preferences Cannot Be Argued About - You Cannot Argue A Man Into Liking A Glass Of Beer.

The Wind Blows Out, The Bubble Dies; The Spring Entomb'd In Autumn Lies; The Dew Dries Up; The Star Is Shot; The Flight Is Past, And Man Forgot.

Life Is Painting A Picture, Not Doing A Sum.

Go On, Fair Science; Soon To Thee Shall Nature Yield Her Idle Boast; Her Vulgar Lingers Formed A Tree, But Thou Hast Trained It To A Post.

But I Have Long Thought That If You Knew A Column Of Advertisements By Heart, You Could Achieve Unexpected Felicities With Them. You Can Get A Happy Quotation Anywhere If You Have The Eye.