Worry - A God, Invisible But Omnipotent.

Fame And Power Are The Objects Of All Men. Even Their Partial Fruition Is Gained By Very Few; And That, Too, At The Expense Of Social Pleasure, Health, Conscience, Life.

I Rather Like Bad Wine; One Gets So Bored With Good Wine.

The Canter Is A Cure For Every Evil.

It Destroys One's Nerves To Be Amiable Every Day To The Same Human Being.

If A Man Be Gloomy Let Him Keep To Himself. No One Has The Right To Go Croaking About Society, Or What Is Worse, Looking As If He Stifled Grief.