Fact Is Stranger Than Fiction.

It Is Easier To Make Money Than To Save It. One Is Exertion, The Other, Self-denial.

Contentment Is, After All, Simply Refined Indolence.

The Bee, Though It Finds Every Rose Has A Thorn, Comes Back Loaded With Honey From His Rambles; And Why Should Not Other Tourists Do The Same?

There Is Nothing Like Fun, Is There? I Haven't Any Myself, But I Do Like It In Others. O, We Need It. We Need All The Counterweights We Can Muster To Balance The Sad Relations Of Life. God Has Made Many Sunny Spots In The Heart; Why Should We Exclude The Light From Them?

Money Is A Necessity; So Is Dirt.