In The City A Funeral Is Just

I Am Thoroughly Tired Of The Fable Style Of Narrative And Shall Do My Best To Get Up Something Entirely Different And Possibly Little More Worthy.

One Cannot Rest Except After Steady Practice.

Every Man Is The Architect Of His Own Fortunes, But The Neighbours Superintend The Construction.

Familiarity Breeds Contentment.

To Insure Peace Of Mind Ignore The Rules And Regulations.