Men Ruin Themselves Headlong For

The Woman Who First Gives Life, Light, And Form To Our Shadowy Conceptions Of Beauty, Fills A Void In Our Spiritual Nature That Has Remained Unknown To Us Till She Appeared.

My Business In Life Is To Eat, Drink, Sleep, And Die. Everything Else Is Superfluity And I Will Have None Of It.

I Am Not Against Hasty Marriages Where A Mutual Flame Is Fanned By An Adequate Income.

I Say What Other People Only Think, And When All The Rest Of The World Is In A Conspiracy To Accept The Mask For The True Face, Mine Is The Rash Hand That Tears Off The Plump Pasteboard And Shows The Bare Bones Beneath.

Husbands And Wives Talk Of The Cares Of Matrimony, And Bachelors And Spinsters Bear Them.