Genius, Like Truth, Has A Shabby And

Woman Is The Most Superstitious Animal Beneath The Moon. When A Woman Has A Premonition That Tuesday Will Be A Disaster, To Which A Man Pays No Heed, He Will Very Likely Lose His Fortune Then. This Is Not Meant To Be An Occult Or Mystic Remark. The Female Body Is A Vessel, And The Universe Drops Its Secrets Into Her Far More Quickly Than It Communicates Them To The Male.

Nothing In Our Times Has Become So Unattractive As Virtue.

Men Are Too Unstable To Be Just; They Are Crabbed Because They Have Not Passed Water At The Usual Time, Or Testy Because They Have Not Been Stroked Or Praised.

Of All The Animals On Earth, None Is So Brutish As Man When He Seeks The Delirium Of Coition.

We Are A Most Solitary People, And We Live, Repelled By One Another, In The Gray, Outcast Cities Of Cain.