I Ain't Never Seen No Head So

In The Past Few Years, I Have Made A Thrilling Discovery ... That Until One Is Over Sixty, One Can Never Really Learn The Secret Of Living. One Can Then Begin To Live, Not Simply With The Intense Part Of Oneself, But With One's Entire Being.

Cruelty Is The Only Sin.

Tilling The Fertile Soil Of Man's Vanity.

What A Man Marries For's Hard To Tell ... An' What A Woman Marries For's Past Findin' Out.

Surely One Of The Peculiar Habits Of Circumstances Is The Way They Follow, In Their Eternal Recurrence, A Single Course. If An Event Happens Once In A Life, It May Be Depended Upon To Repeat Later Its General Design.