O This Itch Of The Ear, That

A Blessed Companion Is A Book! A Book That, Fitly Chosen, Is A Life-long Friend. A Book — The Unfailing Damon To His Loving Pythias. A Book That — At A Touch — Pours Its Heart Into Our Own.

There Are Some People As Obtuse In Recognizing An Argument As They Are In Appreciating Wit. You Couldn't Drive It Into Their Heads With A Hammer.

As For The Brandy, "nothing Extenuate"; And The Water, Put Nought In In Malice.

Slugs Crawl And Crawl Over Our Cabbages, Like The World's Slander Over A Good Name. You May Kill Them, It Is True; But There Is The Slime.

Grumblers Deserve To Be Operated Upon Surgically; Their Trouble Is Usually Chronic.