Necessity Knows No Sunday.

When The Contemplative Mind Is A French Mind, It Is Content, For The Most Part, To Contemplate France. When The Contemplative Mind Is An English Mind, It Is Liable To Be Seized At Any Moment By An Importunate Desire To Contemplate Morocco Or Labrador.

Humor Distorts Nothing, And Only False Gods Are Laughed Off Their Earthly Pedestals.

Lovers Of The Town Have Been Content, For The Most Part, To Say They Loved It. They Do Not Brag About Its Uplifting Qualities. They Have None Of The Infernal Smugness Which Makes The Lover Of The Country Insupportable.

The Comfortable Thing About The Study Of History Is That It Inclines Us To Think Hopefully Of Our Own Times.

A Real Dog, Beloved And Therefore Pampered By His Mistress, Is A Lamentable Spectacle. He Suffers From Fatty Degeneration Of His Moral Being.