The Marquesan Girls Dance All Over; Not

Nearly All Literature, In One Sense, Is Made Up Of Guide-books. Old Ones Tell Us The Ways Our Fathers Went, Through The Thoroughfares And Courts Of Old; But How Few Of Those Former Places Can Their Posterity Trace, Amid Avenues Of Modern Erections; To How Few Is The Old Guide-book Now A Clew! Every Age Makes Its Own Guide-books, And The Old Ones Are Used For Waste Paper.

There Is No Quality In This World That Is Not What It Is Merely By Contrast. Nothing Exists In Itself.

Many Sensible Things Banished From High Life Find An Asylum Among The Mob.

Beware The People Weeping When They Bare The Iron Hand.

Great Towers Take Time To Construct.