All Bayonets Are Bad.

A Popular Speaker, However Unpopular And Insignificant, Has Only To Wind Up His Speech With Half-a-dozen Lines Of Shakespeare (and To Make It Clearly Understood That They Are Shakespeare's) And He Will Sit Down Amid Thunders Of Applause.

Man Is Nature's Sole Mistake.

In All The Woes That Curse Our Race There Is A Lady In The Case.

Is Life A Boon? If So, It Must Befall That Death, Whene'er He Call, Must Call Too Soon.

I've An Irritating Chuckle, I've A Celebrated Sneer, I've An Entertaining Snigger, I've A Fascinating Leer; To Everybody's Prejudice I Know A Thing Or Two; I Can Tell A Woman's Age In Half A Minute--and I Do