I Have A Knack Of Hoping, Which

But With Regard To Critical Occasions, It Often Happens That All Moments Seem Comfortably Remote Until The Last.

It Is A Sad Weakness In Us, After All, That The Thought Of A Man's Death Hallows Him Anew To Us; As If Life Were Not Sacred Too.

I Can't Bear Fishing. I Think People Look Like Fools Sitting Watching A Line Hour After Hour-or Else Throwing And Throwing, And Catching Nothing.

We Have All Got To Exert Ourselves A Little To Keep Sane, And Call Things By The Same Names As Other People Call Them By.

Scepticismcan Never Be Thoroughly Applied, Else Life Would Come To A Standstill.