Money Can Buy The Necessary Police Order.

He Who Spits Paan At The Ceiling Only Blinds Himself.

Loss Is Essential. Loss Is Part And Parcel Of That Necessary Calamity Called Life.

The Law Is A Grim, Unsmiling Thing. Not Justice, Though. Justice Is Witty And Whimsical And Kind And Caring.

Walk, First, Through The Fire, Then Philosophize.

...the Face Has Limited Space. My Mother Used To Say, If You Fill Your Face With Laughing, There Will Be No More Room For Crying.