The History Of What The Law Has

If Wine Tells Truth - And So Have Said The Wise, It Makes Me Laugh To Think How Brandy Lies!

Three Generations Of Imbeciles Are Enough.

The Foliage Has Been Losing Its Freshness Through The Month Of August, And Here And There A Yellow Leaf Shows Itself Like The First Gray Hair Amidst The Locks Of A Beauty Who Has Seen One Season Too Many.

And Silence, Like A Poultice, Comes To Heal The Blows Of Sound.

What A New Face Courage Puts On Everything. - Ralph Waldo Emerson To Be Seventy Years Young Is Sometimes Far More Cheerful And Hopeful Than To Be Forty Years Old.