Love Prefers Twilight To Daylight.

Man Is Born A Predestined Idealist, For He Is Born To Act. To Act Is To Affirm The Worth Of An End, And To Persist In Affirming The Worth Of An End Is To Make An Ideal.

Me Wretched! Let Me Curr To Quercine Shades! Effund Your Albid Hausts, Lactiferous Maids! O, Might I Vole To Some Umbrageous Clump,-- Depart,--be Off,--excede,--evade,--erump!

To Be Seventy Years Young Is Sometimes Far More Cheerful And Hopeful Than To Be Forty Years Old.

I Would Never Use A Long Word, Even, Where A Short One Would Answer The Purpose.

People Who Honestly Mean To Be True Really Contradict Themselves Much More Rarely Than Those Who Try To Be 'consistent'.