People Say That Life Is The Thing,

How It Infuriates A Bigot, When He Is Forced To Drag Out His Dark Convictions!

The Word Snob Belongs To The Sour-grape Vocabulary.

You Cannot Be Both Fashionable And First-rate

What Things There Are To Write, If One Could Only Write Them! My Mind Is Full Of Gleaming Thought; Gay Moods And Mysterious, Moth-like Meditations Hover In My Imagination, Fanning Their Painted Wings. But Always The Rarest, Those Streaked With Azure And The Deepest Crimson, Flutter Away Beyond My Reach.

Only Those Who Get Into Scrapes With Their Eyes Open Can Find The Safe Way Out.