Play: Work That You Enjoy Doing For

An Epigram Is The Marriage Of Wit And Wisdom; A Wisecrack, Their Divorce.

This May Be The Age Of Automation, But Love Is Still Being Made By Hand.

It's Not The Loss Of Life That Makes The Death Bitter -- It's The Obituaries.

All Things Come To Him Who Waits, But They Are Mostly Leftovers From Those Who Didn't Wait.

There Is Nothing More Dignified Than A Corpse.