It Ain't The Roads We Take; It's

There Was Clearly Nothing To Do But Flop Down On The Shabby Little Couch And Howl. So Della Did It. Which Instigates The Moral Reflection That Life Is Made Up Of Sobs, Sniffles, And Smiles, With Sniffles Predominating.

What Else Can You Expect From A Town Thats Shut Off From The World By The Ocean On One Side And New Jersey On The Other?

If You Can't Write A Story That Pleases Yourself, You Will Never Please The Public. But In Writing The Story Forget The Public.

Whenever My Patient Begins To Count The Carriages In Her Funeral Procession I Subtract 50 Per Cent From The Curative Power Of Medicines.

A Holiday In A New Dress—can Earth Offer Anything More Enchanting?