The Sublimity Of Wisdom Is

How Often Could Things Be Remedied By A Word. How Often Is It Left Unspoken.

Nobody Can Misunderstand A Boy Like His Own Mother. Mothers At Present Can Bring Children Into The World, But This Performance Is Apt To Mark The End Of Their Capacities. They Can't Even Attend To The Elementary Animal Requirements Of Their Offspring. It Is Quite Surprising How Many Children Survive In Spite Of Their Mothers.

I Wish The English Still Possessed A Shred Of The Old Sense Of Humour Which Puritanism, And Dyspepsia, And Newspaper Reading, And Tea-drinking Have Nearly Extinguished.

The Business Of Life Is To Enjoy Oneself; Everything Else Is A Mockery.

The Present Age, For All Its Cosmopolitan Hustle, Is Curiously Suburban In Spirit.