Secrets Die When Kept Or Revealed. They

After I Have Said What Is Required By My Vanity And My Morality, I May Find A Moment For Truth.

Profusion Gives Pleasure Up To A Point; Then We Become Squeamish.

In New York, Pretending To Be Above The Struggle Means No Seat On The Bus And A Table Next To The Kitchen.

Reason Argues The Case, But Fact May Determine The Judgment.

To Gain A Reputation For Virtue, Grieve Over Those You Injure.