Better To Work And Fail Than To

I Attribute The Quarrelsome Nature Of The Middle Ages Young Men Entirely To The Want Of The Soothing Weed.

A New Life Begins For Us With Every Second. Let Us Go Forward Joyously To Meet It. We Must Press On, Whether We Will Or Not, And We Shall Walk Better With Our Eyes Before Us Than With Them Ever Cast Behind.

Love Is Too Pure A Light To Burn Long Among The Noisome Gases That We Breathe, But Before It Is Choked Out We May Use It As A Torch To Ignite The Cozy Fire Of Affection.

Nature, Always Inartistic, Takes Pleasure In Creating The Impossible.

Harris Said, However, That The River Would Suit Him To A "t." I Don't Know What A "t" Is (except A Sixpenny One, Which Includes Bread-and- Butter And Cake Ad Lib., And Is Cheap At The Price, If You Haven't Had Any Dinner). It Seems To Suit Everybody, However, Which Is Greatly To Its Credit.