Experience Teaches Us, But We Scarcely Know

Wit: A Whim Followed By A Wham.

The Harp Is An Insipid Instrument--no Good For Dancing, Feasting, Or Marching, Only For Sitting Primly In A Parlor Or On A Cloud.

Living Too Long Exacts A Painful Price.

We Often Mistake The Original Part Of Ourselves For A Weakness.

Conscious Thought Is The Tidying Up At The End.