I Hate Babies. They're So Human.

I Hate Babies. They're So Human.

Romance At Short Notice Was Her Speciality.

Why Are Women So Fond Of Raking Up The Past? They're As Bad As Tailors, Who Invariably Remember What You Owe Them For A Suit Long After You've Ceased To Wear It.

Never Be A Pioneer. It's The Early Christian That Gets The Fattest Lion.

It Was One Thing To Go To The End Of The World; It Was Quite Another Thing To Make Oneself At Home There. Even Respectability Seemed To Lose Some Of Its Virtue When One Practiced It In A Tent.