Lawyers Earn Their Bread In The Sweat

Lawyers Earn Their Bread In The Sweat Of Their Browbeating.

We Are All Snobs Of The Infinite, Parvenus Of The Eternal.

Liszt's So-called Piano Music Is Nothing But Chopin And Brandy.

Let There Be No Mincing Of Comparisons In This Assertion. Not Turner, Not Monet, Painted So Directly Blinding Shafts Of Sunlight As Has This Spaniard.

Life Is Like An Onion: You Peel Off Layer After Layer And Then You Find There Is Nothing In It.