The Business Of Life Is To Enjoy

Shall I Give You My Recipe For Happiness? I Find Everything Useful And Nothing Indispensable. I Find Everything Wonderful And Nothing Miraculous. I Reverence The Body. I Avoid First Causes Like The Plague.

The Present Age, For All Its Cosmopolitan Hustle, Is Curiously Suburban In Spirit.

Nobody Can Misunderstand A Boy Like His Own Mother. Mothers At Present Can Bring Children Into The World, But This Performance Is Apt To Mark The End Of Their Capacities. They Can't Even Attend To The Elementary Animal Requirements Of Their Offspring. It Is Quite Surprising How Many Children Survive In Spite Of Their Mothers.

A Man Can Believe A Considerable Deal Of Rubbish, And Yet Go About His Daily Work In A Rational And Cheerful Manner.

The True Cook Is The Perfect Blend, The Only Perfect Blend, Of Artist And Philosopher. He Knows His Worth: He Holds In His Palm The Happiness Of Mankind, The Welfare Of Generations Yet Unborn.