The Rich Know Not How Hard It

Nothing Is So Fortunate For Mankind As Its Diversity Of Opinion.

I Hate The Word 'ought' - It Always Implies Something Dull, Cold, And Commonplace. The 'ought Nots' Of Life Are Its Pleasantest Things.

Business Before Pleasure.

Assuredly, Meeting After Absence, Is One Of - Ah, No! - It Is Life's Most Delicious Feeling.

Ah, Tell Me Not That Memory Sheds Gladness O'er The Past, What Is Recalled By Faded Flowers, Save That They Did Not Last?