Why, I'd Like Nothing Better Than To

What Unlooked-for Things Do Happen, To Be Sure, In A Long Life!

Old Age Is But A Second Childhood.

You Cannot Teach A Crab To Walk Straight.

Ye Children Of Man! Whose Life Is A Span, Protracted With Sorrow From Day To Day, Naked And Featherless, Feeble And Querulous, Sickly, Calamitous Creatures Of Clay!

[y]ou Possess All The Attributes Of A Demagogue; A Screeching, Horrible Voice, A Perverse, Crossgrained Nature And The Language Of The Market-place. In You All Is United Which Is Needful For Governing.