I Loved Something I Made Up

What Most People Don't Seem To Realize Is That There Is Just As Much Money To Be Made Out Of The Wreckage Of A Civilization As From The Upbuilding Of One.

Forgive Me For Startling You With The Impetuosity Of My Sentiments, My Dear Scarlett—i Mean, My Dear Mrs. Kennedy. It Cannot Have Escaped Your Notice That For Some Time Past The Friendship I Have Had In My Heart For You Has Ripened Into A Deeper Feeling, A Feeling More Beautiful, More Pure, More Sacred. Dare I Name It You? Ah! It Is Love Which Makes Me So Bold!

No Matter What Rallying Cries The Orators Give To The Idiots Who Fight, No Matter What Noble Purposes They Assign To Wars, There Is Never But One Reason For A War. And That Is Money. All Wars Are In Reality Money Squabbles.

Times Were So Hard It Was Difficult To Feed And Lodge Humans, Much Less Animals.

I'm Tired Of Saying, "how Wonderful You Are!" To Fool Men Who Haven't Got One-half The Sense I've Got, And I'm Tired Of Pretending I Don't Know Anything, So Men Can Tell Me Things And Feel Important While They're Doing It.