Love Which Economizes Is Never True Love.

Art's Greatest Efforts Are Invariably A Timid Counterfeit Of Nature.

For Businessmen, The World Is A Bale Of Banknotes In Circulation; For Most Young Men, It Is A Woman; For Some Women, It Is A Man; And For Others It May Be A Salon, A Coterie, A Part Of Town Or A Whole City.

Pity Is Woman's Sweetest Charm.

Men Are Perfectly Willing To Abandon A Woman But They Refuse To Be Abandoned By Her.

No Hawk Swooping Down Upon His Prey, No Stag Improvising New Detours By Which To Trick The Huntsman, No Dog Scenting Game From Afar Is Comparable In Speed To The Celerity Of A Salesman When He Gets Wind A Deal, To His Skill In Tripping Up Or Forestalling A Rival, And To The Art With Which He Sniffs Out And Discovers A Possible Sale.