A Wise Man Never Enjoys Himself So

Pyrotechnically Considered, [laughing] Is The Fire-works Of The Soul.

Dangers Are Sum Like A Kold Bath, Very Dangerous While You Stand Stripped On The Bank, But Often Not Only Harmless, But Invigorating, If You Pitch Into Them.

If You Ever Find Happiness By Hunting For It, You Will Find It, As The Old Woman Did Her Lost Spectacles, Safe On Her Own Nose All The Time.

It Is Not All Bad, This Getting Old, Ripening. After The Fruit Has Got Its Growth It Should Juice Up And Mellow. God Forbid I Should Live Long Enough To Ferment And Rot And Fall To The Ground In A Squash.

It's Not So Hard To Get Rich As It Is To Know When You Have Gotten Rich.