One Must Always Hope When

May I Die Like A Dog Rather Than Hasten The Ripening Of A Sentence By A Single Second!

La Parole Humaine Est Comme Un Chaudron Fe" Le O U' Nous Battons Des Me Lodies A' Faire Danser Les Ours, Quand On Voudrait Attendrir Les E Toiles. Human Speech Is Like A Cracked Kettle On Which We Beat Out Tunes For Bears To Dance To, When All The Time We Are Longing To Move The Stars To Pity.

It Is An Excellent Habit To Look At Things As So Many Symbols.

One Never Tires Of What Is Well Written, Style Is Life! It Is The Very Blood Of Thought!

Pleasure Is Found First In Anticipation, Later In Memory.