We Drink [to] One Another's

There Are Various Methods By Which You May Achieve Ignominy And Shame. By Murdering A Large And Respected Family In Cold Blood And Afterward Depositing Their Bodies In The Water Companies' Reservoir, You Will Gain Much Unpopularity In The Neighborhood Of Your Crime, And Even Robbing A Church Will Get You Cordially Disliked, Especially By The Vicar. But If You Desire To Drain To The Dregs The Fullest Cup Of Scorn And Hatred That A Fellow Human Creature Can Pour Out For You, Let A Young Mother Hear You Call Dear Baby "it.

We Are But The Veriest, Sorriest Slaves Of Our Stomach. Reach Not After Morality And Righteousness, My Friends; Watch Vigilantly Your Stomach, And Diet It With Care And Judgment.

Man, If He Would Live, Must Worship. He Looks Around, And What To Him, Within The Vision Of His Life, Is The Greatest And The Best, That He Falls Down And Does Reverence To.

It Is A Curious Fact, But Nobody Ever Is Sea-sick - On Land. At Sea, You Come Across Plenty Of People Very Bad Indeed, Whole Boat-loads Of Them; But I Never Met A Man Yet, On Land, Who Had Ever Known At All What It Was To Be Sea-sick. Where The Thousands Upon Thousands Of Bad Sailors That Swarm In Every Ship Hide Themselves When They Are On Land Is A Mystery.

It Is No More Effort For A Man To Be A Saint Than To Be A Sinner; It Becomes A Mere Matter Of Habit.