Bread, Milk And Butter Are

Affection, Like Melancholy, Magnifies Trifles; But The Magnifying Of The One Is Like Looking Through A Telescope At Heavenly Objects; That Of The Other, Like Enlarging Monsters With A Microscope.

The Loveliest Hair Is Nothing, If The Wearer Is Incapable Of A Grace.

Cats At Firesides Live Luxuriously And Are The Picture Of Comfort.

For The Qualities Of Sheer Wit And Humor, Swift Had No Superior, Ancient Or Modern.

Christmas Is The Glorious Time Of Great Too-much.