The Critical Period Of Matrimony Is Breakfast-time.

Elderly Gentlemen, Gentle In All Respects, Kind To Animals, Beloved By Children, And Fond Of Music, Are Found In Lonely Corners Of The Downs, Hacking At Sandpits Or Tussocks Of Grass, And Muttering In A Blind, Ungovernable Fury Elaborate Maledictions Which Could Not Be Extracted From Them By Robbery Or Murder. Men Who Would Face Torture Without A Word Become Blasphemous At The Short Fourteenth. It Is Clear That The Game Of Golf May Well Be Included In That Category Of Intolerable Provocations Which May Legally Excuse Or Mitigate Behavior Not Otherwise Excusable.

An Act Of God Was Defined As Something Which No Reasonable Man Could Have Expected.

This High Official, All Allow, Is Grossly Overpaid; There Wasn't Any Board, And Now There Isn't Any Trade.

My Ball Is In A Bunch Of Fern, A Jolly Place To Be; An Angry Man Is Close Astern- He Waves His Club At Me. Well, Let Him Wave-the Sky Is Blue; Go On, Old Ball, We Are But Two-we May Be Down In Three, Or Nine-or Ten-or Twenty-five-it Matters Not; To Be Alive, Is Good Enough For Me.

A Man Who Has Made Up His Mind On A Given Subject Twenty-five Years Ago And Continues To Hold His Political Opinions After He Has Been Proved To Be Wrong Is A Man Of Principle; While He Who From Time To Time Adapts His Opinions To The Changing Circumstances Of Life Is An Opportunist.