Summary

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Man, not as he is to his own dull eye, but Man as he is to the inner retina of the universe. Man, the simple triangle on two stilts, the creature on one plane and of one dimension, an outline without entity, a nothingness staring, faceless, at the nothingness which baffles his soul.
Emotion, idealism, beauty—these have been always the evil spirits that have fettered art.
Source: Gutenberg

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Beauty can be yours, or wisdom or piety. You can—"
"I wonder," asked the woodcutter, "if you'd mind not talking for a moment? This is a delicate crisis and demands concentration. I think that first of all," he continued thoughtfully, "I will suggest that you endow me with perfect and unalterable self-esteem for ever, so that in case I make a fool of myself over the other two wishes I shall not have the misery of perceiving it."
"It is done," said the fairy, and at once the woodcutter was sensible of an inward elation like the effect of good champagne, only more so.
Source: Gutenberg

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Tradesmen give full particulars of all charges made for their services: why not doctors?"
"Oh, they would never agree to that, Jack!" said Minerva in surprise. "It isn't etiquette. After all, a doctor is a doctor!"
"Let us hope so. At times I doubt it. But that is not the story. How do you suppose I am to check this account without the necessary details?"
"My dear," exclaimed Minerva, "how positively quaint you are! One never dreams of checking a doctor's account; one simply pays. Imagine asking a doctor for an invoice! The idea!"
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