A Modest Little Person, With Much To

With The End Of The Victorian Era, We Passed Into What I Feel I Must Call The Terrible 20th Century

If, However, There Is To Be A War Of Nerves Let Us Make Sure Our Nerves Are Strong And Are Fortified By The Deepest Convictions Of Our Hearts.

All Babies Look Like Me. But Then, I Look Like All Babies.

I Have Always Felt That A Politician Is To Be Judged By The Animosities He Excites Among His Opponents.

When I Look Back On All These Worries, I Remember The Story Of The Old Man Who Said On His Deathbed That He Had Had A Lot Of Trouble In His Life, Most Of Which Had Never Happened