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Readers Of Novels Are A Strange Folk, Upon Whose Probable Or Even Possible Tastes No Wise Book-maker Would Ever Venture To Bet.

Every Saint Has A Bee In His Halo.

What Is Literature Compared With Cooking? The One Is Shadow, The Other Is Substance.

The French Never Allow A Distinguished Son Of France To Lack A Statue.

Aig [f.-m. Sir Douglas Haig] 'e Don't Say Much; 'e Don't, So To Say, Say Nothin'; But What 'e Don't Say Don't Mean Nothin', Not 'arf. But When 'e Do Say Something--my Gawd!