I Do Not Love Strife, Because I

Praise Is The Only Gift For Which People Are Really Grateful. Marguerite, Countess Of Blessington I Praise Loudly; I Blame Softly.

Any Man Who Doesn't Partake In Cigar Smoking Is Nothing More Than A Weak-willed, Meandering Oaf, And I Would Never Put My Lips To Those Of Any Creature, Man Or Beast, Whose Lips Were Not Fresh Awash In The Currents Of Cigar Smoke.'

I Cannot Live One Day Without Love.

If I May Venture To Be Frank I Would Say About Myself That I Was Every Inch A Gentleman.

[on Peter Iii:] He Did Not Have A Bad Heart; But A Weak Man Usually Has Not.