Round The World And Home Again, That's

Politeness Costs Nothing. Nothing, That Is, To Him That Shows It; But If Often Costs The World Very Dear.

Sin We Have Explain'd Away; Unluckily, The Sinners Stay.

I Believe In Success, And In Comfort No Less I Believe All The Rest Is But Patter.

Oh, Bring Again My Heart's Content, Thou Spirit Of The Summer-time!

I Always Get Back To The Question, Is It Really Necessary That Men Should Consume So Much Of Their Bodily And Mental Energies In The Machinery Of Civilized Life? The World Seems To Me To Do Much Of Its Toil For That Which Is Not In Any Sense Bread. Again, Does Not The Latent Feeling That Much Of Their Striving Is To No Purpose Tend To Infuse Large Quantities Of Sham Into Men's Work?