I view askance a book that remains undisturbed for a year. Oughtn't it to have a ticket of leave? I think I may safely say no bookin my library remains unopened a year at a time, except my own works and Tennyson's.

Society's the mother of convention.

Reward is its own virtue.

You wouldn't believe On All Hallow Eve What lots of fun we can make, With apples to bob, And nuts on the hob, And a ring-and-thimble cake.

One of the first principles of perseverance is to know when to stop persevering.

Invitation is the sincerest flattery.

I'm just the same age I've always been.