Human Madness Is Oftentimes A Cunning And

There Is Nothing So Slipperily Alluring As Sadness; We Become Sad In The First Place By Having Nothing Stirring To Do; We Continue In It, Because We Have Found A Snug Sofa At Last.

True Places Are Not Found On Maps.

The Poor Man Wants Many Things; The Covetous Man, All.

At Sea A Fellow Comes Out. Salt Water Is Like Wine, In That Respect.

Let America First Praise Mediocrity Even, In Her Children, Before She Praises... The Best Excellence In The Children Of Any Other Land.