Women Never Dine Alone. When They Dine

If You Haven't Had Your Life What Have You Had?

It Doesn't So Much Matter What You Do In Particular, So Long As You Have Your Life.

London Doesn't Love The Latent Or The Lurking, Has Neither Time, Nor Taste, Nor Sense For Anything Less Discernible Than The Red Flag In Front Of The Steam-roller. It Wants Cash Over The Counter And Letters Ten Feet High.

Americans Will Eat Garbage Provided You Sprinkle It Liberally With Ketchup.

The Only Success Worth One's Powder Was Success In The Line Of One's Idiosyncrasy... What Was Talent But The Art Of Being Completely Whatever One Happened To Be?