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If A Man Stopped Me In The Street And Demanded Of Me My Watch, I Should Refuse To Give It To Him. If He Threatened To Take It By Force, I Feel I Should, Though Not A Fighting Man, Do My Best To Protect It. If, On The Other Hand, He Should Assert His Intention Of Trying To Obtain It By Means Of An Action In Any Court Of Law, I Should Take It Out Of My Pocket And Hand It To Him, And Think I Had Got Off Cheaply.

I Could Not Conjure Up One Melancholy Fancy Upon A Mutton Chop And A Glass Of Champagne.

I Don't Understand German Myself. I Learned It At School, But Forgot Every Word Of It Two Years After I Had Left, And Have Felt Much Better Ever Since.

It Is A Most Extraordinary Thing, But I Never Read A Patent Medicine Advertisement Without Being Impelled To The Conclusion That I Am Suffering From The Particular Disease Therein Dealt With In Its Most Virulent Form.

Contented, Unambitious People Are All Very Well In Their Way. They Form A Neat, Useful Background For Great Portraits To Be Painted Against, And They Make A Respectable, If Not Particularly Intelligent, Audience For The Active Spirits Of The Age To Play Before. I Have Not A Word To Say Against Contented People So Long As They Keep Quiet.