Every Calling Is Great When Greatly Pursued.

My Right To Swing My Fist Ends Where Your Nose Begins.

The Great End Of Being Is To Harmonize Man With The Order Of Things, And The Church Has Been A Good Pitch-pipe, And May Be So Still.

If Wine Tells Truth - And So Have Said The Wise, It Makes Me Laugh To Think How Brandy Lies!

When A Man Holds His Tongue It Does Not Signify Much. But When A Woman Dispenses With The Office Of The Mighty Member, When She Sheathed Her Natural Weapon At A Trying Moment, It Means That She Trusts To Still More Formidable Enginery; To Tears It May Be, A Solvent More Powerful Than That With Which Hannibal Softened The Alpine Rocks.

While We've Youth In Our Hearts, We Can Never Grow Old.