I Threw My Cup Away When I

I Pissed On The Man Who Called Me A Dog. Why Was He So Surprised?

To Arrive At Perfection, A Man Should Have Very Sincere Friends Or Inveterate Enemies; Because He Would Be Made Sensible Of His Good Or Ill Conduct, Either By The Censures Of The One Or The Admonitions Of The Other.

Poverty Is A Virtue Which One Can Teach Oneself.

Good Men Nowhere, But Good Boys At Sparta.

Discourse On Virtue And They Pass By In Droves. Whistle And Dance The Shimmy, And You've Got An Audience.