Cast Your Cares On God; That Anchor

The New York Playgoer Is A Child Of Nature, And He Has An Honest And Wholesome Regard Of Whatever Is Atrocious In Art.

Clever People Seem Not To Feel The Natural Pleasure Of Bewilderment, And Are Always Answering Questions When The Chief Relish Of A Life Is To Go On Asking Them.

Men Will Confess To Treason, Murder, Arson, False Teeth, Or A Wig. How Many Of Them Will Own Up To A Lack Of Humor?

Talk Ought Always To Run Obliquely, Not Nose To Nose With No Chance Of Mental Escape.

I Have Found Some Of The Best Reasons I Ever Had For Remaining At The Bottom Simply By Looking At The Men At The Top.