This Souls'prison We Call England.

Seemingly Unreasonable People Attempt To Adapt The World To Themselves. Much Progress, Therefore, Depends On Such People.

The Sound Body Is The Product Of The Sound Mind.

To A Professional Critic (i Have Been One Myself) Theatre-going Is The Curse Of Adam. The Play Is The Evil He Is Paid To Endure In The Sweat Of His Brow; And The Sooner It Is Over, The Better.

The Real Pleasure Of One's Life Is The Devotion To A Great Objective Of One's Consideration.

Thus, I Blush To Add, You Can Not Be A Philosopher And A Good Man, Though You May Be A Philosopher And A Great One.