Change, Change,--we All Covet Change.

Living Is A Sickness To Which Sleep Provides Relief Every Sixteen Hours. It's A Palliative. The Remedy Is Death.

Marriage, As Practised By High Society, Is Arranged Indecency.

Be My Brother Or I Will Kill You.

Anyone Whose Needs Are Small Seems Threatening To The Rich, Because He's Always Ready To Escape Their Control.

Preoccupation With Money Is The Great Test Of Small Natures, But Only A Small Test Of Great Ones.