Fame Nowadays Is Little Else But Notoriety.

Fame! It Is The Flower Of A Day, That Dies When The Next Sun Rises.

Woman's Fatal Weakness Is To Desire Sympathy And Comprehension. --"wanda

It Is The North Wind That Lashes Men Into Vikings; It Is The Soft, Luscious South Wind Which Lulls Them To Lotus Dreams.

Women Hope That The Dead Love May Revive; But Men Know That Of All Dead Things None Are So Past Recall As A Dead Passion.

Men Are Always Optimists When They Look Inwards, And Pessimists When They Look Round Them.