Let No Man Be Sorry He Has

Make Money Your God, And It Will Plague You Like The Devil.

The Life Of A Coquette Is One Constant Lie; And The Only Rule By Which You Can Form Any Correct Judgment Of Them Is That They Are Never What They Seem.

When Children Are Doing Nothing, They Are Doing Mischief.

Sir, Money, Money, The Most Charming Of All Things; Money, Which Will Say More In One Moment Than The Most Elegant Lover Can In Years. Perhaps You Will Say A Man Is Not Young; I Answer He Is Rich. He Is Not Genteel, Handsome, Witty, Brave, Good-humored, But He Is Rich, Rich, Rich, Rich, Rich -that One Word Contradicts Everything You Can Say Against Him.

What Was Said By The Latin Poet Of Labor--that It Conquers All Things--is Much More True When Applied To Impudence.