Had I A Heart For Falsehood Framed,

The Right Honourable Gentleman Is Indebted To His Memory For His Jests, And To His Imagination For His Facts.

O Lord, Sir - When A Heroine Goes Mad She Always Goes Into White Satin.

We Will Not Anticipate The Past; So Mind, Young People,-our Retrospection Will Be All To The Future.

Date Not The Life Which Thou Hast Run By The Mean Of Reckoning Of The Hours And Days, Which Though Hast Breathed: A Life Spent Worthily Should Be Measured By A Nobler Line, - By Deeds, Not Years.

Humanity Is Composed But Of Two Categories, The Invalids And The Nurses