We Do Not Covet Anything From Any

The Eagle Has Ceased To Scream, But The Parrots Will Now Begin To Chatter. The War Of The Giants Is Over And The Pigmies Will Now Start To Squabble.

There But For The Grace Of God, Goes God.

Opening Amenities Are Often Opening Inanities.

Democracy Means That If The Doorbell Rings In The Early Hours, It Is Likely To Be The Milkman.

Have Not Manet And Monet, Cézanne And Matisse, Rendered To Painting Something Of The Same Service Which Keats And Shelley Gave To Poetry After The Solemn And Ceremonious Literary Perfections Of The Eighteenth Century? They Have Brought Back To The Pictorial Art A New Draught Of Joie De Vivre; And The Beauty Of Their Work Is Instinct With Gaiety, And Floats In Sparkling Air. I Do Not Expect These Masters Would Particularly Appreciate My Defence, But I Must Avow An Increasing Attraction To Their Work.