There Are Truths Which Can

Falsehood Is The Jockey Of Misfortune.

I Remember A Time When A Cabbage Could Sell Itself By Being A Cabbage. Nowadays It’s No Good Being A Cabbage – Unless You Have An Agent And Pay Him A Commission. Nothing Is Free Anymore To Sell Itself Or Give Itself Away. These Days, Countess, Every Cabbage Has Its Pimp.

All Women Are Born Evil. Some Just Realize Their Potential Later In Life Than Others.

There Are No Elements So Diverse That They Cannot Be Joined In The Heart Of A Man.

I Have Been A Woman For Fifty Years, And I've Never Yet Been Able To Discover Precisely What It Is I Am.