One Smell Of Brimstone Makes The Whole

Never Pretend To Have Money Except When You Are In Straits. The Poor Man Who Pretends To Have A Bank Account Betters His Credit And Takes No Risk. But The Prosperous Individual Who Counts His Money In The Street, Forthwith Will Be Invited To Attend A Charity Bazaar.

"whom Are You?" Said He, For He Had Been To Night School.

One Man's Poison Ivy Is Another Fellow's Spinach.

A Rose By Any Other Name Would Smell As Sweet, But Would Not Cost Half As Much During The Winter Months.

If It Were Not For The Presents, An Elopement Would Be Preferable.