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The English Public Doesn't Really Like Shakespeare; It Prefers Football.

I Am Inclined To Think That One's Education Has Been In Vain If One Fails To Learn That Most Schoolmasters Are Idiots.

Never Neglect An Opportunity To Play Leap-frog; It Is The Best Of All Games, And, Unlike The Terribly Serious And Conscientious Pastimes Of Modern Youth, Will Never Become Professionalized.

Do You Believe In God? Perhaps You Aren't Old Enough. The Reason Old People Believe In God Is Because They've Given Up Believing In Anything Else, And One Can't Exist Without Faith In Something.... God Is A Sort Of Burglar. As A Young Man You Knock Him Down; As An Old Man, You Try To Conciliate Him Because He May Knock You Down. Moral: Don't Grow Old.

Fate Stalks Us With Depressing Monotony From Womb To Tomb, And, When We Are Least Expecting It, Deals Us A Series Of Crushing Blows From Behind.