To Brag Little, To Lose Well, /

Under Bad Manners, As Under Graver Faults, Lies Very Commonly An Overestimate Of Our Special Individuality, As Distinguished From Our Generic Humanity.

I Like To Pay Taxes. With Them, I Buy Civilization.

When A Man Holds His Tongue It Does Not Signify Much. But When A Woman Dispenses With The Office Of The Mighty Member, When She Sheathed Her Natural Weapon At A Trying Moment, It Means That She Trusts To Still More Formidable Enginery; To Tears It May Be, A Solvent More Powerful Than That With Which Hannibal Softened The Alpine Rocks.

The Advice Of The Elders To Young Men Is Very Apt To Be As Unreal As A List Of The Hundred Best Books.

For Him In Vain The Envious Seasons Roll Who Bears Eternal Summer In His Soul.