[p]hilosophy . . .consists Chiefly In Suggesting

You Say That Love Is Nonsense. I Tell You It Is No Such Thing. For Weeks And Months It Is A Steady Physical Pain, An Ache About The Heart, Never Leaving One, By Night Or By Day; A Long Strain On One's Nerves Like Toothache Or Rheumatism, Not Intolerable At Any One Instant, But Exhausting By Its Steady Drain On The Strength.

A Friend In Power Is A Friend Lost.

[p]hilosophy . . .consists Chiefly In Suggesting Unintelligible Answers To Insoluble Problems.

From Earliest Childhood The Boy Was Accustomed To Feel That, For Him, Life Was Double. Winter And Summer, Town And Country, Law And Liberty, Were Hostile, And The Man Who Pretended They Were Not, Was In His Eyes A Schoolmaster -- That Is, A Man Employed To Tell Lies To Little Boys.

The American Man Is A Very Simple And Cheap Mechanism. The American Woman I Find A Complicated And Expensive One. Contrasts Of Feminine Types Are Possible. I Am Not Absolutely Sure That There Is More Than One American Man.