War May Be The Game Of Kings,

Do Not Be Deceived Into Thinking That How A Man Acts Is The Full Picture.

Thoughts There Are, Not To Be Translated Into Any Language, And Spirits Alone Can Read Them.

Almost All Human Affairs Are Tedious. Everything Is Too Long. Visits, Dinners, Concerts, Plays, Speeches, Pleadings, Essays, Sermons, Are Too Long. Pleasure And Business Labor Equally Under This Defect, Or, As I Should Rather Say, This Fatal Super-abundance.

Routine Is Not Organization, Any More Than Paralysis Is Order.

There Is Hardly A More Common Error Than That Of Taking The Man Who Has One Talent, For A Genius.