I Have Yet To Find A Man

The Sweetest Memory Is That Which Involves Something Which One Should Not Have Done; The Bitterest, That Which Involves Something Which One Should Not Have Done, And Which One Did Not Do.

The Path Of Sound Credence Is Through The Thick Forest Of Skepticism.

All One Has To Do To Gather A Large Crowd In New York Is To Stand On The Curb A Few Minutes And Gaze Intently At The Sky.

A Man Reserves His True And Deepest Love Not For The Species Of Woman In Whose Company He Finds Himself Electrified And Enkindled, But For That One In Whose Company He May Feel Tenderly Drowsy.

Patriotism Is Often An Arbitrary Veneration Of Real Estate Above Principles.