One Of The Rarest Things That A

Pyrotechnically Considered, [laughing] Is The Fire-works Of The Soul.

Truth Is The Edict Of God.

Remember The Poor, It Costs Nothing.

Half Of The Troubles Of This Life Can Be Traced To Saying Yes Too Quickly And Not Saying No Soon Enough.

It Is Not All Bad, This Getting Old, Ripening. After The Fruit Has Got Its Growth It Should Juice Up And Mellow. God Forbid I Should Live Long Enough To Ferment And Rot And Fall To The Ground In A Squash.