A Woman's Education Consists Of

I Trained Myself. Long Ago, `boy' [arthur] Capel Introduced Me To 'bludgeon The Poor!' (assommons Les Pauvres!) Which, Rejecting Resignation, Informed My Moral Outlook For Life.

I Don't Do Fashion, I Am Fashion.

You Cannot Keep Up A Nightlife And Amount To Anything In The Day. You Cannot Indulge In Those Foods And Liquors That Destroy The Physique And Still Hope To Have A Physique That Functions With The Minimum Of Destruction To Itself. A Candle Burnt At Both Ends May Shed A Brighter Light, But The Darkness That Follows Is For A Longer Time.

Jump Out The Window If You Are The Object Of Passion. Flee It If You Feel It. Passion Goes, Boredom Remains.

If My Boy Had Perished In A Nazi Compound, I Could Never Have Gone On Living. I Would Have Killed Myself.