If Claret Is The King Of Natural

I Live On Good Soup, Not On Fine Words.

When We Are Understood, We Always Speak Well, And Then All Your Fine Diction Serves No Purpose.

The Ancients, Sir, Are The Ancients, And We Are The People Of Today.

I Have A Heart To Love All The World; And Like Alexander I Wish There Were Yet Other Worlds, So I Could Carry Even Further My Amorous Conquests.

Frankly, It's Good Enough To Lock Up In A Drawer.