The Biggest Bore Of All Is He

For My Part, Getting Up Seems Not So Easy By Half As Lying.

The Biggest Bore Of All Is He Who Is Overflowing With Congratulations

A Man That's Fond Precociously Of Stirring , :;:; Must Be A Spoon.

Mother Of Light! How Fairly Dost Thou Go Over Those Hoary Crests, Divinely Led! Art Thou That Huntress Of The Silver Bow Fabled Of Old? Or Rather Dost Thou Tread Those Cloudy Summits Thence To Gaze Below, Like The Wild Chamois From Her Alpine Snow, Where Hunters Never Climbed--secure From Dread?

Half Of The Failures In Life Come From Pulling One's Horse When He Is Leaping.