Never Harbor Grudges; They Sour

Though Thousands Of People Indulge Themselves In It Regularly, And Even Develop A Taste For It, There Is No Doubt In My Mind (and That Of Scientists Whom I Employ To Prove It) That Work Is A Dangerous And Destructive Drug, And Should Be Called By Its Right Name, Which Is Fatigue.

Few People Can See Genius In Someone Who Has Offended Them.

Whoever Declares A Child To Be "delicate" Thereby Crowns And Anoints A Tyrant.

Extraordinary People Survive Under The Most Terrible Circumstances And They Become More Extraordinary Because Of It.

No, It's The Musicians And I Must Say They Are An Accomplished Bunch, But Odd, As Musicians Tend To Be. Is It The Vibration From Their Instruments, Do You Suppose, Working On The Brain? All That Fraught Buzzing?