A Stricken Tree, A Living Thing, So

There Is An Interesting Resemblance In The Speeches Of Dictators, No Matter What Country They May Hail From Or What Language They May Speak.

A Story Must Simmer In Its Own Juice For Months Or Even Years Before It's Ready To Serve.

The Small Town Smart Set Is Deadly Serious About Its Smartness.

In New York The Sky Is Bluer, And The Grass Is Greener, And The Girls Are Prettier, And The Steaks Are Thicker, And The Buildings Are Higher, And The Streets Are Wider, And The Air Is Finer, Than The Sky, Or The Grass, Or The Girls, Or The Steaks, Or The Air Of Any Place Else In The World.

But Always, To Her, Red And Green Cabbages Were To Be Jade And Burgundy, Chrysoprase And Prophyry. Life Has No Weapons Against A Woman Like That.