Considering The Alternative. . . It's Not

Only Soldiers And Labouring Men Can Appreciate How Glorious It Really Is To Lie Late In Bed In Winter-time. When Your Life Revolves Around Having To To Be At Work At Seven O'clock In The Morning You Know Everything About That Ghastly Lep Up Still Half Asleep And The Rush To Put Your Head Under A Tap Of Ice-cold Water With The Barbarous Object Of Shocking Yourself Awake.

A Comfortable Old Age Is The Reward Of A Well-spent Youth. Instead Of Its Bringing Sad And Melancholy Prospects Of Decay, It Would Give Us Hopes Of Eternal Youth In A Better World.

I Prefer Old Age To The Alternative.

The Crime Of Loving Is Forgetting.

It Is Always The Same: Women Bedeck Themselves With Jewels And Furs, And Men With Wit And Quotations.