Life Is A Malady In Which Sleep

Nature Never Said To Me: Do Not Be Poor; Still Less Did She Say: Be Rich; Her Cry To Me Was Always: Be Independent.

Marriage, As Practised By High Society, Is Arranged Indecency.

Man May Aspire To Virtue, But He Cannot Reasonably Aspire To Truth.

We Need To Be Just Before We Are Generous, As We Need Shirts Before Ruffles.

Society Is Composed Of Two Great Classes, Those That Have More Dinners Than Appetite, And Those Who Have More Appetite Than Dinners.