Love Clamors Far More Incessantly And Passionately

Such Lovely Warmth Of Thought And Delicacy Of Colour Are Beyond All Praise, And Equally Beyond All Thanks!

It Seems A Silly Kind O' Business To Bring Us Into The World At All For No Special Reason 'cept To Take Us Out Of It Again Just As Folks 'ave Learned To Know Us A Bit And Find Us Useful.

If We Choose To Be No More Than Clods Of Clay, Then We Shall Be Used As Clods Of Clay For Braver Feet To Tread On.

The Press Nowadays Is Not A Literary Press; Classic Diction And Brilliancy Of Style Do Not Distinguish It By Any Means.

Nobody Ever Intends To Be Old.