Some Folks Seem To Have Descended From

One Of The Commonest Ailments Of The Present Day Is The Premature Formation Of Opinion.

The Worst Waste Of Breath, Next To Playing A Saxophone, Is Advising A Son

A Sadder But Wiser Man Is A Thousand Times More Agreeable To Meet Than The Feller That Never Makes A Mistake.

Look Out For The People Who Allow You To Do All The Talking.

Of All The Unbearable Nuisances, The Ignoramus That Has Traveled Is The Worst.