I Only Go Out To Get Me

He Who Grown Aged In This World Of Woe, In Deeds, Not Years, Piercing The Depths Of Life, So That No Wonder Waits Him.

Go Let Thy Less Than Woman's Hand Assume The Distaff Not The Brand.

Like The Measles, Love Is Most Dangerous When It Comes Late In Life.

What A Strange Thing Is Man! And What A Stranger Is Woman.

Kill A Man's Family, And He May Brook It, But Keep Your Hands Out Of His Breeches' Pocket.