The Victorians Needed Parody. Without It Their

He Flung Himself From The Room, Flung Himself Upon His Horse And Rode Madly Off In All Directions.

I Detest Life-insurance Agents: They Always Argue That I Shall Some Day Die, Which Is Not So.

The Writing Of Solid, Instructive Stuff Fortified By Facts And Figures Is Easy Enough. There Is No Trouble In Writing A Scientific Treatise On The Folk-lore Of Central China, Or A Statistical Enquiry Into The Declining Population Of Prince Edward Island. But To Write Something Out Of One's Own Mind, Worth Reading For Its Own Sake, Is An Arduous Contrivance Only To Be Achieved In Fortunate Moments, Few And Far In Between. Personally, I Would Sooner Have Written Alice In Wonderland Than The Whole Encyclopedia Britannica.

Anybody Who Has Listened To Certain Kinds Of Music, Or Read Certain Kinds Of Poetry, Or Heard Certain Kinds Of Performances On The Concertina, Will Admit That Even Suicide Has Its Brighter Aspects.

A Half Truth, Like Half A Brick, Is Always More Forcible As An Argument Than A Whole One. It Carries Better.