Everybody's Tragedy Is Somebody's Nuisance.

This Alone Is To Be Feared - The Closed Mind, The Sleeping Imagination, The Death Of The Spirit. The Death Of The Body Is To That, I Think, A Little Thing.

Sorrow And Frustration Have Their Power. The World Is Moved By People With Great Discontents. Happiness Is A Drug. It Can Make Men Blind And Deaf And Insensible To Reality. There Are Times When Only Sorrow Can Give To Sorrow.

If We Haven't A Grouch Against Fortune, We Seem Unable To Avoid One Against Ourselves.

I Like A Bit Of Color Myself, I Must Say. At My Time Of Life, If You Wear Nothing But Black, People Might Think You Were Too Mean To Change Frocks Between Funerals.

It Is The Brevity Of Life Which Makes It Tolerable; Its Experiences Have Value Because They Have An End.