Luck, Mere Luck May Make Even Madness

Virtue Is A Beautiful Thing In Woman When They Don't Go About With It Like A Child With A Drum Making All Sorts Of Noise With It.

He Was So Benevolent, So Merciful A Man That, In His Mistaken Passion, He Would Have Held An Umbrella Over A Duck In A Shower Of Rain.

That Questionable Superfluity Small Beer.

In This World Truth Can Wait; She Is Used To It.

Nothing Is So Beneficial To A Young Author As The Advice Of A Man Whose Judgment Stands Constitutionally At The Freezing-point.