A Woman, Even A Prude, Is Not

To Forget Is The Great Secret Of Strong Creative Natures; To Forget Is The Way Nature Herself Who Knows No Past And Who At Every Hour Begins The Mysteries Of Her Untiring Labors Afresh.

The National Budget Is Not A Safe-deposit Box. It Is A Spray Can.

For A Sick Man The World Begins At His Pillow And Ends At The Foot Of His Bed.

The Errors Of Women Spring, Almost Always, From Their Faith In The Good, Or Their Confidence In The True

For Businessmen, The World Is A Bale Of Banknotes In Circulation; For Most Young Men, It Is A Woman; For Some Women, It Is A Man; And For Others It May Be A Salon, A Coterie, A Part Of Town Or A Whole City.