Caricature Is Rough Truth.

The Most Dire Disaster In Love Is The Death Of Imagination.

See Ye Not, Courtesy Is The True Alchemy, Turning To Gold All It Touches And Tries?

Days, When The Ball Of Our Vision Had Eagles That Flew Unabashed To Sun; When The Graps On The Bow Was Decision, And Arrow And Hand And Eye Were One; When The Pleasures, Like Waves To A Swimmer, Came Heaving For Rapture Ahead! - Invoke Them, They Dwindle, They Glimmer As Lights Over Mounds Of The Dead.

Earth Knows No Desolation. She Smells Regeneration In The Moist Breath Of Decay.

Comedy Is A Game Played To Throw Reflections Upon Social Life, And It Deals With Human Nature In The Drawing-room Of Civilized Men And Women, Where We Have No Dust Of The Struggling Outer World, No Mire, No Violent Crashes, To Make The Correctness Of The Representation Convincing.