I Never Invite Idiots To My House.

I Never Invite Idiots To My House.

Among Many Reasons For Being Stupid It May Be Urged, It Is Being Like Other People, And Living Like One's Neighbours, And Indeed Without It, It May Be Difficult To Love Some Neighbours As Oneself: Now Seeing The Necessity Of Being Dull, You Won't, I Hope, Take It Amiss That You Find Me So.

I Endeavor To Be Wise When I Cannot Be Merry, Easy When I Cannot Be Glad, Content With What Cannot Be Mended, And Patient When There Be No Redress.

The Outrages Of The Powerful, The Insolence Of The Rich, Scorn Of The Proud, And Malice Of The Uncharitable, All Beating Against The Broken Spirit Of The Unfortunate.

I Often Think That Those People Are The Happiest Who Know Nothing At All Of The World, And Sitting In The Little Empire Of The Fireside, Where There Is No Contention Or Cabal, Think We Are In A Golden Age Of Existance.