Nothing Short Of Everything Will Really Do.

Real Progress Is Progress In Charity, All Other Advances Being Secondary Thereto.

One Cubic Centimeter Cures Ten Gloomy Sentiments.

Writers Write To Influence Their Readers, Their Preachers, Their Auditors, But Always, At Bottom, To Be More Themselves.

What Man Has Joined, Nature Is Powerless To Put Asunder.

No Romeo-and-juliet Acts, No Nonsense About Love With A Large L, None Of That Popular Song Claptrap With Its Skies Of Blue, Dreams Come True, Heaven With You. Just Sensuality For Its Own Sake.