‘How do you do?’ Will asked of me.
‘Very well, thanks,’ said I. Said he,
‘Yes, I invariably find
Abundant health in all mankind.’
Next morning, ‘How d’you do?’ asked Will.
I said that I was rather ill.
‘Alas,’ his voice tolled like a bell,
‘Mankind was ever far from well.’
—Max Beerbohm, "Lines on a certain Friend’s remarkable Faculty for swift Generalization."
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