My Days Are In The Yellow Leaf;

And Doubt And Discord Step 'twixt Thine And Thee.

Letter Writing Is The Only Device Combining Solitude With Good Company.

I Cannot Describe To You The Despairing Sensation Of Trying To Do Something For A Man Who Seems Incapable Or Unwilling To Do Anything Further For Himself.

Society Is Now One Polished Horde, Formed Of Two Mighty Tries, The Bores And Bored.

The Sight Of Blood To Crowds Begets The Thirst Of More, As The First Wine-cup Leads To The Long Revel.