An Answer In Words Is Delusive; It

No Man Can Have Society Upon His Own Terms.

Society Always Consists, In Greatest Part, Of Young And Foolish Persons. The Old, Who Have Seen Through The Hypocrisy Of The Courts And Statesmen, Die, And Leave No Wisdom To Their Sons. They Believe Their Own Newspaper, As Their Fathers Did At Their Age.

Happiness Is A Perfume You Cannot Pour On Others Without Getting Some On Yourself.

A Party Is Perpetually Corrupted By Personality.

Only That Is Poetry Which Cleanses And Mans Me.