...it Gives You The Impression That Every

When You Prostitute Yourself, You Have To Get Paid For It.

Do Let Him Read The Papers. But Not While You Accusingly Tiptoe Around The Room, Or Perch Much Like A Silent Bird Of Prey On The Edge Of Your Most Uncomfortable Chair. (he Will Read Them Anyway, And He Should Read Them, So Let Him Choose His Own Good Time.) Don't Make A Big Exit. Just Go. But Kiss Him Quickly, Before You Go, Otherwise He Might Think You Are Angry; He Is Used To Suspecting He Is Doing Something Wrong.

When You're Dead, You're Dead. That's It.

H Is For Hardware Store: I'd Rather Go To The Hardware Store Than The Opera. And I Like The Opera.

Chanel Was A Workaholic. She Must Have Had A Lot To Forget.