Insects Sting, Not From Malice, But Because

Life Is Hard To Bear: But Do Not Affect To Be So Delicate! We Are All Of Us Fine Sumpter Asses And Assesses.

Every Habit Makes Our Hand More Witty And Our Wit Less Handy.

Pity Is The Most Pleasant Feeling In Those Who Have Not Much Pride And Have No Prospect Of Great Conquests; For Them The Easy Prey - And That Is What All Who Suffer Are - Is Enchanting.

Underneath The Reality In Which We Live And Have Our Being, Another Altogether Different Reality Lies Concealed.

There Is Not Sufficient Religion In The World Merely To Put An End To The Number Of Religions.