None Of The Jungle People Like Being

When Man Has Come To The Turnstiles Of Night, All The Creeds In The World Seem To Him Wonderfully Alike And Colorless.

I Have Seen Something Of This World," She Said Over The Trays, "and There Are But Two Sorts Of Women In It-- Those Who Take The Strength Out Of A Man, And Those Who Put It Back. Once I Was That One, And Now I Am This.

All Sensible Men Are Of The Same Religion, But No Sensible Man Ever Tells.

Delight In The Little Things.

They Copied All They Could Copy, But They Couldn't Copy My Mind; And I Left Them Sweatin' And Stealin', A Year And A Half Behind.