I Have Benefited Greatly From Criticism, And

He Has To Conceal What He Would Most Wish To Make Public, And Make Public What He Would Most Wish To Conceal.

The Only Traditions Of The Royal Navy Are Rum, Sodomy And The Lash.

The Painter Wanders And Loiters Contentedly From Place To Place, Always On The Lookout For Some Brilliant Butterfly Of A Picture Which Can Be Caught And Carried Safely Home.

Oh, What Is The Matter With Poor Puggy-wug? Pet Him And Kiss Him And Give Him A Hug. Run And Fetch Him A Suitable Drug. Wrap Him Up Tenderly All In A Rug. That Is The Way To Cure Puggy-wug.

I Have In My Life Concentrated More On Self-expression Than Self-denial.