The Rich Are Different From Us.

There's So Much Spring In The Air- There's So Much Lazy Sweetness In Your Heart.

Girls Like You Are Responsible For All The Tiresome Colorless Marriages; All Those Ghastly Inefficiencies That Pass As Feminine Qualities. What A Blow It Must Be When A Man With Imagination Marries The Beautiful Bundle Of Clothes That He's Been Building Ideals Around, And Finds That She's Just A Weak, Whining, Cowardly Mass Of Affectations!

How Different It All Was From What You'd Planned.

The Invitation To Miss Myra St. Claire's Bobbing Party Spent The Morning In His Coat Pocket, Where It Had An Intense Physical Affair With A Dusty Piece Of Peanut Brittle.

I Learned A Little Of Beauty - Enough To Know That It Had Nothing To Do With Truth.