The Biggest Tragedy Of Life Is The

We Are Not Living In A Private World Of Our Own. Everything We Say And Do And Think Has Its Effect On Everything Around Us.

Justice Is A Machine That, When Some One Has Once Given It The Starting Push, Rolls On Of Itself.

Looking Back On The Long-stretched-out Body Of One's Work, It Is Interesting To Mark The Endless Duel Fought Within A Man Between The Emotional And Critical Sides Of His Nature, First One, Then The Other, Getting The Upper Hand, And Too Seldom Fusing Till The Result Has The Mellowness Of Full Achievement. One Can Even Tell The Nature Of One's Readers, By Their Preference For The Work Which Reveals More Of This Side Than Of That.

Essential Characteristics Of A Gentleman: The Will To Put Himself In The Place Of Others; The Horror Of Forcing Others Into Positions From Which He Would Himself Recoil; And The Power To Do What Seems To Him To Be Right Without Considering What Others May Say Or Think.

By The Cigars They Smoke, And The Composers They Love, Ye Shall Know The Texture Of Men's Souls.