Misanthropy don't pay--thare aint no man living whoze hate the world
cares one cuss for.
Rash men ken be korrekted, but it dont pay to labour with a phool.
The man who haz never enjoyed the plezzure ov being forgiven, haz missed
one ov the greatest luxurys ov life.
I hav seen coquettry, that had no more malice in it, than a ewe lamb,
frisking on the green.
When i cum acrost a man who utters hiz opinyuns with immense
deliberashun, and after they are uttered they dont amount to ennything,
I write him down "misterious phool."