There's No One, No One,

I Am Married To Beatrice Salkeld, A Painter. We Have No Children, Except Me.

Prostitutes, More Than Any Other Profession, Help Keep American Marriages Together.

You Made One Mistake. You Married Me.

Many A Man Has Decided To Stay Alive Not Because Of The Will To Live But Because Of The Determination Not To Give Assorted Surviving Bastards The Satisfaction Of His Death.

There's No One, No One, Loves You Like Yourself.