About the emptyest thing i kno ov iz a pocket-book, with nothing in
it--it iz rather wuss than a knot-hole.
The man who pitys everyboddy, wants watching, for the chances are that
he iz gitting phatt slily on other peoples misfortunes.
It seems tew me that good breeding iz the art ov making everyboddy
satisfied with themselfs, and pleased with you.
The man whom forgivness wont humble iz a brute.