The Older The Violin, The Sweeter The

Anyway, Whacking A Surly Bartender Ain't Much Of A Crime.

The Older The Violin, The Sweeter The Music.

Self-parody Is The First Portent Of Age.

I Hate Rude Behavior In A Man,' He Explained In His Quiet, Unassuming Drawl. 'i Won't Tolerate It.' He Politely Tipped His Hat, And Rode Away.

For The Past Several Centuries The Bonding Power Of The Family Dinner Table Has Been One Of The Few Constants, And Now It's Binding No More. The Potency Of The Media Is Now Stronger Than That Of The Family. The Wonder Is That Families Still Exist At All, Since The Forces Of Modern Life Mainly All Pull People Away From A Family Centered Way Of Life.