[w]ithout Humour You Cannot Run A Sweetie-shop,

Pessimism Is The One Ism Which Kills The Soul.

To See What Is Right And Not To Do It Is Cowardice. It Is Never A Question Of Who Is Right But What Is Right.

Wise Men Never Grow Up; Indeed, They Grow Younger, For They Lose The Appalling Worldly Wisdom Of Youth.

But Some Love Not The Method Of Your First; Romance They Count It, Throw't Away As Dust; If I Should Meet With Such, What Should I Say; Must I Slight Them As They Slight Me, Or Nay

An Atheist Is A Man Who Has No Invisible Means Of Support.