If Shakespeare Were Alive Today And Writing

I Can't Bring Myself To Say, 'well, I Guess I'll Be Toddling Along.' It Isn't That I Can't Toddle. It's Just That I Can't Guess I'll Toddle.

She Sleeps Alone At Last.

There May Be Said To Be Two Classes Of People In The World; Those Who Constantly Divide The People Of The World Into Two Classes And Those Who Do Not.

Next To A Shot Of Some Good, Habit-forming Narcotic, There Is Nothing Like Travelling Alone As A 'builder-upper.

There Is Probably No More Obnoxious Class Of Citizen, Taken End For End, Than The Returning Vacationist.