Man Is To Man Either A God

The Chief Element Of Happiness Is This: To Want To Be What You Are.

Ask A Wise Man To Dinner And He'll Upset Everyone By His Gloomy Silence Or Tiresome Questions. Invite Him To A Dance And You'll Have A Camel Prancing About. Haul Him Off To A Public Entertainment And His Face Will Be Enough To Spoil The People's Entertainment.

Time Takes Away The Grief Of Men.

'tis An Easier Matter To Raise The Devil Than To Lay Him.

Nothing Is So Foolish, They Say, As For A Man To Stand For Office And Woo The Crowd To Win Its Vote, Buy Its Support With Presents, Court The Applause Of All Those Fools And Feel Self-satisfied When They Cry Their Approval, And Then In His Hour Of Triumph To Be Carried Round Like An Effigy For The Public To Stare At, And End Up Cast In Bronze To Stand In The Market Place.