A Witty Woman Is A Treasure; A

The Season Of Love Is The Carnival Of Egoism And It Brings A Touchstone To Our Natures.

Not Till The Fire Is Dying In The Grate, Look We For Any Kinship With The Stars. Oh, Wisdom Never Comes When It Is Gold, And The Great Price We Paid For It Full Worth: We Have It Only When We Are Half Earth. Little Avails That Coinage To The Old!

My Religion Of Life Is Always To Be Cheerful.

I Expect Woman Will Be The Last Thing Civilized By Man.

She [comedy] It Is Who Proposes The Correcting Of Pretentiousness, Of Inflation, Of Dulness, And Of The Vestiges Of Rawness And Grossness To Be Found Among Us. She Is The Ultimate Civilizer, The Polisher, A Sweet Cook.