I Owe A Lot To

Now, The Essence, The Very Spirit Of Christmas Is That We First Make Believe A Thing Is So, And Lo, It Presently Turns Out To Be So.

Most People Tire Of A Lecture In Ten Minutes; Clever People Can Do It In Five. Sensible People Never Go To Lectures At All. But The People Who Do Go To A Lecture And Who Get Tired Of It, Presently Hold It As A Sort Of Grudge Against The Lecturer Personally. In Reality His Sufferings Are Worse Than Theirs.

A Half Truth, Like Half A Brick, Is Always More Forcible As An Argument Than A Whole One. It Carries Better.

All Dickens's Humour Couldn't Save Dickens, Save Him From His Overcrowded Life, Its Sordid And Neurotic Central Tragedy And Its Premature Collapse. But Dickens's Humour, And All Such Humour, Has Saved Or At Least Greatly Served The World.

The Minute A Man Is Convinced He Is Interesting, He Isn't.