A Man Who Has Not Been In

A Scotchman Must Be A Very Sturdy Moralist Who Does Not Love Scotland Better Than Truth.

There Are Occasions On Which All Apology Is Rudeness.

The Feeling Of Friendship Is Like That Of Being Comfortably Filled With Roast Beef; Love, Like Being Enlivened With Champagne.

The Difference Between Coarse And Refined Abuse Is The Difference Between Being Bruised By A Club And Wounded By A Poisoned Arrow.

The Natural Progress Of The Works Of Men Is From Rudeness To Convenience, From Convenience To Elegance, And From Elegance To Nicety.