Happiness Is A Wine Of

Money And Sex Are Forces Too Unruly For Our Reason; They Can Only Be Controlled By Taboos With Which We Tamper At Our Peril.

The Old Know What They Want; The Young Are Sad And Bewildered.

We Need Two Kinds Of Acquaintances, One To Complain To, While To The Others We Boast.

The Ladies Who Try To Keep Their Beauty Are The Ladies Who Lose It.

All Mirrors Are Magical Mirrors, And We Never See Our Faces In Them.