I Was A Modest, Good-humoured Boy. It

Some People Are Born To Lift Heavy Weights, Some Are Born To Juggle Golden Balls.

People Seem To Think There Is Something Inherently Noble And Virtuous In The Desire To Go For A Walk.

There Is Much Virtue In A Window. It Is To A Human Being As A Frame Is To A Painting, As A Proscenium To A Play, As 'form' To Literature. It Strongly Defines Its Content.

To Give And Then Not Feel That One Has Given Is The Very Best Of All Ways Of Giving.

I Was A Modest, Good-humoured Boy. It Is Oxford That Has Made Me Insufferable.