In My Experience Tact Is Usually Worse

Literary Critics, However, Frequently Suffer From A Curious Belief That Every Author Longs To Extend The Boundaries Of Literary Art, Wants To Explore New Dimensions Of The Human Spirit, And If He Doesn't, He Should Be Ashamed Of Himself.

The Wild Hunt Is Known In All Celtic Countries; It Is A Huntsman With A Pack Of Hounds Who Is Seen Or Heard To Rush Through The Country. Those Who See Him Are Doomed To Die. The Writer Heard The Wild Hunt Quite Distinctly One Night In Wales Several Years Ago, But Has Not Suffered Any Ill Effects From It As Yet.

The Clerisy Are Those Who Read For Pleasure, But Not For Idleness; Who Read For Pastime But Not To Kill Time; Who Love Books, But Do Not Live By Books

Love Affairs Are For Emotional Sprinters; The Pleasures Of Love Are For The Emotional Marathoners.

Aristocrats Need Not Be Rich, But They Must Be Free, And In The Modern World Freedom Grows Rarer The More We Prate About It.