Impropriety Is The Soul Of Wit.

The Trouble Is That Thinking Looks Like Loafing. Who Wants To Pay People For Daydreaming?

Have Common Sense And Stick To The Point.

A Soul Is A Troublesome Possession, And When Man Developed It He Lost The Garden Of Eden.

Each One Of Us Is Alone In The World. He Is Shut In A Tower Of Brass, And Can Communicate With His Fellows Only By Signs, And The Signs Have No Common Value, So That Their Sense Is Vague And Uncertain. We Seek Pitifully To Convey To Others The Treasures Of Our Heart, But They Have Not The Power To Accept Them, And So We Go Lonely, Side By Side But Not Together, Unable To Know Our Fellows And Unknown By Them.

Of All The Hokum With Which This Country [america] Is Riddled, The Most Odd Is The Common Notion That It Is Free Of Class Distinctions.