Men, Like Musical Instruments, Seem Made To

The Heart Contracts As The Pocket Expands.

Tis But A Short Journey Across The Isthmus Of Now.

Wit Is Better As A Seasoning Than As A Whole Dish By Itself.

Wit Must Be Without Effort. Wit Is Play, Not Work; A Nimbleness Of The Fancy, Not A Laborious Effort Of The Will; A License, A Holiday, A Carnival Of Thought And Feeling, Not A Trifling With Speech, A Constraint Upon Language, A Duress Upon Words.

Elements Of The Heroic Exist In Almost Every Individual: It Is Only The Felicitous Development Of Them All In One That Is Rare.