How Did We Go Bankrupt? Two Ways.

I Am Thee And Thou Art Me And All Of One Is The Other.

The Only Thing That Could Spoil A Day Was People. People Were Always The Limiters Of Happiness Except For The Very Few That Were As Good As Spring Itself.

Of All Men The Drunkard Is The Foulest. The Thief When He Is Not Stealing Is Like Another. The Extortioner Does Not Practice In The Home. The Murderer When He Is At Home Can Wash His Hands. But The Drunkard Stinks And Vomits In This Own Bed And Dissolves His Organs In Alcohol.

Oh Jake," Brett Said, "we Could Have Had Such A Damned Good Time Together." Ahead Was A Mounted Policeman In Khaki Directing Traffic. He Raised His Baton. The Car Slowed Suddenly, Pressing Brett Against Me. Yes," I Said. "isn't It Pretty To Think So?

It Could Be Worse,' Passini Said Respectfully. "there Is Nothing Worse Than War." Defeat Is Worse." I Do Not Believe It," Passini Said Still Respectfully. "what Is Defeat? You Go Home.