Neither Irony Or Sarcasm Is Argument.

Justice While She Winks At Crimes, Stumbles On Innocence Sometimes.

Autumn Is The Mellower Season, And What We Lose In Flowers We More Than Gain In Fruits.

There Is Such A Thing As Doing Good That Evil May Come.

Every Man's Work, Whether It Be Literature, Or Music Or Pictures Or Architecture Or Anything Else, Is Always A Portrait Of Himself.

If The Headache Would Only Precede The Intoxication, Alcoholism Would Be A Virtue.