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Better The Fragrant Herb Of Wit And A Little Cream Of Affability Than All The Pretty Cups In The World.

Once You Have A Point Of View All History Will Back You Up.

Nothing Is Sadder Than The Consequences Of Having Worldly Standards Without Worldly Means.

Genius And Virtue Are To Be More Often Found Clothed In Gray Than In Peacock Bright.

Those Of Our Writers Who Have Possessed A Vivid Personal Talent Have Been Paralyzed By A Want Of Social Background.