The Most Charming Thing About Youth Is

The Least Practical Of Us Have Some Petty Thrift Dear To Our Hearts, Some One Direction In Which We Love To Scrimp.

What Strange Impulse Is It Which Induces Otherwise Truthful People To Say They Like Music When They Do Not, And Thus Expose Themselves To Hours Of Boredom?

We Are Tethered To Our Kind, And May As Well Join Hands In The Struggle.

There Is Always A Secret Irritation About A Laugh In Which We Cannot Join

Every Misused Word Revenges Itself Forever Upon A Writer's Reputation.