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The Nicest People Fall In Love Indiscriminately ... While Under The Influence Of That Pre-eminently Selfish Lunacy They May Make The Most Outrageous Demands Upon Their Friends With No Other Excuse Than Their Painful Need.

Why It Is That A Garment Which Is Honestly Attractive In, Say, 1910 Should Be Honestly Ridiculous A Few Years Later And Honestly Charming Again A Few Years Later Still Is One Of Those Things Which Are Not Satisfactorily To Be Explained And Are Therefore Jolly And Exciting And An Addition To The Perennial Interest Of Life.

There Are Only Two Kinds Of Men Who Become Dentists. The Ones Who Love It And Ones Who Get Miserable. Think Round And You'll See I'm Right.

The Relationship Between The Two Men Was Something Of A Miracle In Itself. It Was A Cordiality Based, Apparently, On Complete Non-comprehension Cemented By A Deep Mutual Respect For The Utterly Unknown. No Two Men Saw Less Eye To Eye And The Result Was Unexpected Harmony, As If A Dog And A Fish Had Mysteriously Become Friends And Were Proud Each Of The Other's Remarkable Dissimilarity To Himself.

It's Pitch, Sex Is. Once You Touch It, It Clings To You.