All Sweeping Assertions Are Erroneous.

Jealousy Ought To Be Tragic, To Save It From Being Ridiculous.

A Preface Is A Species Of Literary Luxury, Where An Author, Like A Lover, Is Privileged To Be Egotistical.

Good Taste Is His Religion, His Morality, His Standard, And His Test.

Assuredly, Meeting After Absence, Is One Of - Ah, No! - It Is Life's Most Delicious Feeling.

I Do Not Think That Life Has A Suspense More Sickening Than That Of Expecting A Letter Which Does Not Come.