It Is Well, When Judging A Friend,

One Of The Chief Things Which My Typical Man Has To Learn Is That The Mental Faculties Are Capable Of A Continuous Hard Activity; They Do Not Tire Like An Arm Or A Leg. All They Want Is Change - Not Rest, Except In Sleep.

Of All The Inhabitants Of The Inferno, None But Lucifer Knows That Hell Is Hell, And The Secret Function Of Purgatory Is To Make Of Heaven An Effective Reality.

Falsehood Often Lurks Upon The Tongue Of Him, Who, By Self-praise, Seeks To Enhance His Value In The Eyes Of Others.

Which Of Us Is Not Saying To Himself Which Of Us Has Not Been Saying To Himself All His Life: " I Shall Alter That When I Have A Little More Time"? We Never Shall Have Any More Time. We Have, And We Have Always Had, All The Time There Is.

The Second Suggestion Is To Think As Well As To Read. I Know People Who Read And Read, And For All The Good It Does Them They Might Just As Well Cut Bread-and-butter. They Take To Reading As Better Men Take To Drink. They Fly Through The Shires Of Literature On A Motor-car, Their Sole Object Being Motion. They Will Tell You How Many Books They Have Read In A Year. Unless You Give At Least 45 Minutes To Careful, Fatiguing Reflection (it Is An Awful Bore At First) Upon What You Are Reading, Your 90 Minutes Of A Night Are Chiefly Wasted.