I Have Always Maintained That

Some Of Us Rush Through Life, And Some Of Us Saunter Through Life. Mrs Vesey Sat Through Life.

The Future Of English Fiction May Rest With This Unknown Public - A Reading Public Of Three Millions Which Lies Right Out Of The Pale Of True Literary Civilization - Which Is Now Waiting To Be Taught The Difference Between A Good Book And A Bad.

The Fool's Crime Is The Crime That Is Found Out And The Wise Man's Crime Is The Crime That Is Not Found Out.

And Earth Was Heaven A Little The Worse For Wear. And Heaven Was Earth, Done Up Again To Look Like New.

My Hour For Tea Is Half-past Five, And My Buttered Toast Waits For Nobody.