Each Dog Barks In His Own Yard!

Every Woman Knows All About Everything.

A Woman Is Only A Woman, But A Good Cigar Is A Smoke.

In The Carboniferous Epoch We Were Promised Abundance For All, By Robbing Selected Peter To Pay For Collective Paul; But, Though We Had Plenty Of Money, There Was Nothing Our Money Could Buy, And The Gods Of The Copybook Headings Said: 'if You Don't Work You Die.'

When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted And The Tubes Are Twisted And Dried, When The Oldest Colours Have Faded, And The Youngest Critic Has Died, We Shall Rest, And, Faith, We Shall Need It Lie Down For An Aeon Or Two, Till The Master Of All Good Workmen Shall Put Us To Work Anew!

The Individual Has Always Had To Struggle To Keep From Being Overwhelmed By The Tribe. If You Try It, You Will Be Lonely Often, And Sometimes Frightened. But No Price Is Too High To Pay For The Privilege Of Owning Yourself.