That Questionable Superfluity Small Beer.

Dogmation Is Puppyism Come To Its Full Growth.

I Never Hear The Rattling Of Dice That It Does Not Sound To Me Like The Funeral Bell Of The Whole Family.

What A Fine-looking Thing Is War! Yet, Dress It As We May, Dress And Feather It, Daub It With Gold, Huzza It, And Sing Swaggering Songs About It,--what Is It, Nine Times Out Of Ten, But Murder In Uniform!

Fortunes Made In No Time Are Like Shirts Made In No Time; It's Ten To One If They Hang Long Together.

The Language Of Women Should Be Luminous, But Not Voluminous.