This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau id >>
Dreading that climax of all human ills the inflammation of his weekly >>
Friendship is Love without his wings! >>
Something that irritates you and won't let you go. That's the anguish >>
Hard pounding, gentlemen: but we shall see who can pound the longest. >>
Not in achievement, but in endurance, of the human soul, does it show >>
Prolonged endurance tames the bold.