The Absence Of The Beloved, Short Though

Heaven Forbids, It Is True, Certain Gratifications, But There Are Ways And Means Of Compounding Such Matters.

There's A Sort Of Decency Among The Dead, A Remarkable Discretion: You Never Find Them Making Any Complaint Against The Doctor Who Killed Them!

I Have The Knack Of Easing Scruples.

I Want To Be Distinguished From The Rest; To Tell The Truth, A Friend To All Mankind Is Not A Friend For Me.

Gold Makes The Ugly Beautiful.