New Year's Day Is Every Man's Birthday.

He Might Have Proved A Useful Adjunct, If Not An Ornament To Society.

To Pile Up Honey Upon Sugar, And Sugar Upon Honey, To An Interminable Tedious Sweetness.

While Childhood, And While Dreams, Producing Childhood, Shall Be Left, Imagination Shall Not Have Spread Her Holy Wings Totally To Fly The Earth.

My Theory Is To Enjoy Life, But My Practice Is Against It.

A Sweet Child Is The Sweetest Thing In Nature.