Death Cancels All Engagements.

I Need No Dictionary Of Quotations To Remind Me That The Eyes Are The Windows Of The Soul.

But To Die Of Laughter--this, Too, Seems To Me A Great Euthanasia.

A Crowd, Proportionately To Its Size, Magnifies All That In Its Units Pertains To The Emotions, And Diminishes All That In Them Pertains To Thought.

The Critic Who Justly Admires All Kinds Of Things Simultaneously Cannot Love Any One Of Them.

Men Of Genius Are Not Quick Judges Of Character.