Everybody thinks of others as being excessively human, with all the frailties and crotchets appertaining to that curious condition. But each of us also seems to regard himself as existing on a detached plane of observation, exempt (save in moments of avid crisis) from the strange whims of humanity en masse.

From now until the end of time no one else will ever see life with my eyes, and I mean to make the best of my chance.

Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it.

Words are a commodity in which there is never any slump.

A man who has never made a woman angry is a failure in life.

Beware of the conversationalist who adds "in other words." He is merely starting afresh.

Mr. Gilbert had the earnest mania for self-improvement which has blighted the lives of so many young men.