I Have No Axe To Grind; Only

Society Is Like The Air, Necessary To Breathe But Insufficient To Live On.

Fashion Is Something Barbarous, For It Produces Innovation Without Reason And Imitation Without Benefit.

Plasticity Loves New Moulds Because It Can Fill Them, But For A Man Of Sluggish Mind And Bad Manners There Is Decidedly No Place Like Home.

Tomes Of Aesthetic Criticism Hang On A Few Moments Of Real Delight And Intuition.

When Men And Women Agree, It Is Only In Their Conclusions; Their Reasons Are Always Different.