You Never See What You Want To

It Seemed To Me As If The Stones Sang, In The Strangest Voices, In The Language Of Ultima Thule.

Anybody Who Has Had Experience Of Poetesses Knows That They May Forgive A Punch On The Jaw, But Never A Suggestion That They Would Be Wiser To Give Up Versifying.

The Average Politician Goes Through A Sentence Like A Man Exploring A Disused Mine Shaft-blind, Groping, Timorous And In Imminent Danger Of Cracking His Shins On A Subordinate Clause Or A Nasty Bit Of Subjunctive.

Only A Fool Expects To Be Happy All The Time.

Never Harbor Grudges; They Sour Your Stomach And Do No Harm To Anyone Else.