What Is The Good Of Life If

Making A Choice Is Like Backing A Horse - In A Hundred Years, They May Decide You Picked Wrongly.

I Might Have Simply Settled Down Into An Armchair Literary Life. I Really Don't Know Exactly Why I Didn't.

It Is Curious That, With My Somewhat Antinomian Tendencies, I Should Have Gone To Trinity Hall - Which Was, And Is, Before All A Law College - And Should Thus Have Been Thrown Into Close Touch With The Legal Element In Life.

I Was In The Square At The Time. The Crowd Was A Most Good-humoured, Easy Going, Smiling Crowd; But Presently It Was Transformed. A Regiment Of Mounted Police Came Cantering Up.

What Is The Good Of Life If Its Chief Element, And That Which Must Always Be Its Chief Element, Is Odious? No, The Only True Economy Is To Arrange So That Your Daily Labor Shall Be Itself A Joy.