You Cannot Make A Cheap Palace.

Prayer That Craves A Particular Commodity, Anything Less Than All Good, Is Vicious.

The Life Of Truth Is Cold.

The Civility Of The World Has Reached That Pitch That Their More Moral Genius Is Becoming Indispensable, And The Quality Of This Race Is To Be Honored For Itself.

The Perception Of The Comic Is A Tie Of Sympathy With Other Men, A Pledge Of Sanity, And A Protection From Those Perverse Tendencies And Gloomy Insanities In Which Fine Intellects Sometimes Lose Themselves. A Rogue Alive To The Ludicrous Is Still Convertible. If That Sense Is Lost, His Fellow-men Can Do Little For Him.

Money Often Costs Too Much, And Power And Pleasure Are Not Cheap.