Oh For A Tongue To Curse The

A Man Can Never Have Too Much Time To Himself, Nor Too Little To Do. Had I A Little Son, I Would Christen Him Nothing-to-do; He Should Do Nothing. Man, I Verily Believe, Is Out Of His Element As Long As He Is Operative. I Am Altogether For The Life Contemplative.

We Are Ashamed At The Sight Of A Monkey--somehow As We Are Shy Of Poor Relations.

Think What You Would Have Been Now, If Instead Of Being Fed With Tales And Old Wives' Fables In Childhood, You Had Been Crammed With Geography And Natural History!

A Persian's Heaven Is Eas'ly Made: 't Is But Black Eyes And Lemonade.

If Dirt Were Trumps, What Hands You Would Hold!