Nature, Always Inartistic, Takes Pleasure In Creating

If A Man Stopped Me In The Street And Demanded Of Me My Watch, I Should Refuse To Give It To Him. If He Threatened To Take It By Force, I Feel I Should, Though Not A Fighting Man, Do My Best To Protect It. If, On The Other Hand, He Should Assert His Intention Of Trying To Obtain It By Means Of An Action In Any Court Of Law, I Should Take It Out Of My Pocket And Hand It To Him, And Think I Had Got Off Cheaply.

Life Will Always Remain A Gamble, With Prizes Sometimes For The Imprudent, And Blanks So Often To The Wise.

We Are But The Veriest, Sorriest Slaves Of Our Stomach. Reach Not After Morality And Righteousness, My Friends; Watch Vigilantly Your Stomach, And Diet It With Care And Judgment.

I Saw A Great Newfoundland Dog The Other Day Sitting In Front Of A Mirror At The Entrance To A Shop In Regent's Circus, And Examining Himself With An Amount Of Smug Satisfaction That I Have Never Seen Equaled Elsewhere Outside A Vestry Meeting.

Evil Thought Is A Dangerous Pet. It Is Safer To Play With It From Behind The Iron Bars Of Circumstance.