The Tourist May Complain Of Other Tourists,

If A Man Be Discreet Enough To Take To Hard Drinking In His Youth, Before His General Emptiness Is Ascertained, His Friends Invariably Credit Him With A Host Of Shining Qualities Which, We Are Given To Understand, Lie Balked And Frustrated By His One Unfortunate Weakness.

Need Drives Men To Envy As Fullness Drives Them To Selfishness.

The Tourist May Complain Of Other Tourists, But He Would Be Lost Without Them.

Letter-writing On The Part Of A Busy Man Or Woman Is The Quintessence Of Generosity.

We Cannot Learn To Love Other Tourists,-the Laws Of Nature Forbid It,-but, Meditating Soberly On The Impossibility Of Their Loving Us, We May Reach Some Common Platform Of Tolerance, Some Common Exchange Of Recognition And Amenity.