In Baiting A Mousetrap With Cheese, Always

You Needn't Tell Me That A Man Who Doesn't Love Oysters And Asparagus And Good Wines Has Got A Soul, Or A Stomach Either. He's Simply Got The Instinct For Being Unhappy Highly Developed.

Addresses Are Given To Us To Conceal Our Whereabouts.

A Woman Who Takes Her Husband About With Her Everywhere Is Like A Cat That Goes On Playing With A Mouse Long After She's Killed It.

Every Reformation Must Have Its Victims. You Can’t Expect The Fatted Calf To Share The Enthusiasm Of The Angels Over The Prodigal’s Return.

Oysters Are More Beautiful Than Any Religion... There's Nothing In Christianity Or Buddhism That Quite Matches The Sympathetic Unselfishness Of An Oyster.