There Is No Instinct Like That Of

Marriage, From Love, Like Vinegar From Wine-- A Sad, Sour Sober Beverage--by Time Is Sharpened From Its High Celestial Flavor Down To A Very Homely Household Savor.

Like To The Apples On The Dead Sea's Shore, All Ashes To The Taste.

Critics Are Already Made.

A Celebrity Is One Who Is Known To Many Persons He Is Glad He Doesn't Know.

This Man Is Freed From Servile Bands, Of Hope To Rise, Or Fear To Fall; Lord Of Himself, Though Not Of Lands, And Leaving Nothing, Yet Hath All.