I Always Arrive Late At The Office,

The Man Must Have A Rare Recipe For Melancholy, Who Can Be Dull In Fleet Street.

Lawyers, I Suppose, Were Children Once.

The Human Species, According To The Best Theory I Can Form Of It, Is Composed Of Two Distinct Races, The Men Who Borrow And The Men Who Lend.

The Drinking Man Is Never Less Himself Than During His Sober Intervals.

Clap An Extinguisher Upon Your Irony If You Are Unhappily Blessed With A Vein Of It.