In The Big City A Man Will

In Dress, Habits, Manners, Provincialism, Routine And Narrowness, He Acquired That Charming Insolence, That Irritating Completeness, That Sophisticated Crassness, That Overbalanced Poise That Makes The Manhattan Gentleman So Delightfully Small In Its Greatness.

Each Of Us, When Our Day's Work Is Done, Must Seek Our Ideal, Whether It Be Love Or Pinochle Or Lobster à La Newburg, Or The Sweet Silence Of The Musty Bookshelves.

Life Is Made Up Of Sobs, Sniffles, And Smiles, With Sniffles Predominating.

If A Person Has Lived Through War, Poverty And Love, He Has Lived A Full Life

The True Adventurer Goes Forth Aimless And Uncalculating To Meet And Greet Unknown Fate.