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Funeral Expenses Are The Curse Of The Poor Everywhere On Earth, They Are Wasteful And Unnecessary, They Are The Price Of Foolish Ostentation And A Display That Is Less An Evidence Of Grief Than A Vulgar Travesty Of Those Pompous Obsequies Where No Grief Is.

Politics Is Like Navigation In A Sea Without Charts, And Wise Men Live The Lives Of Pilgrims.

When A Woman Gets The Idea Of Justice, There's No Teaching Her Any Sense.

A World In Everlasting Conflict Between The New Idea And The Old Allegiances, New Arts And New Inventions Against The Old Establishment.

An Old Mans Memories, Like His Bones, Grow Sharp With Age And Show Their True Shapes.