It Is Pleasant To Have A Kind

Worldly Faces Never Look So Worldly As At A Funeral. They Have The Same Effect Of Grating Incongruity As The Sound Of A Coarse Voice Breaking The Solemn Silence Of Night.

Even Those Who Call Themselves 'intimate' Know Very Little About Each Other - Hardly Ever Know Just How A Sorrow Is Felt, And Hurt Each Other By Their Very Attempts At Sympathy Or Consolation. We Can Bear No Hand On Our Bruises.

Destiny Stands By Sarcastic With Our Dramatis Personae Folded In Her Hand.

Where You Have Friends You Should Not Go To Inns.

He Who Rules Must Fully Humor As Much As He Commands.