The Poor Girl Does Not Know How

We Shall Escape The Absurdity Of Growing A Whole Chicken In Order To Eat The Breast Or Wing, By Growing These Parts Separately Under A Suitable Medium.

I Do Not Understand This Squeamishness About The Use Of Gas. We Have Definitely Adopted The Position At The Peace Conference Of Arguing In Favour Of The Retention Of Gas As A Permanent Method Of Warfare. It Is Sheer Affectation To Lacerate A Man With The Poisonous Fragment Of A Bursting Shell And To Boggle At Making His Eyes Water By Means Of Lachrymatory Gas.

We Are Happier In Many Ways When We Are Old Than When We Were Young. The Young Sow Wild Oats. The Old Grow Sage.

I Do Not See Any Other Way Of Realizing Our Hopes About World Organization In Five Or Six Days. Even The Almighty Took Seven.

When Great Causes Are On The Move In The World, Stirring All Men's Souls, Drawing Them From Their Firesides, Casting Aside Comfort, Wealth And The Pursuit Of Happiness In Response To Impulses At Once Awe-striking And Irresistible, We Learn That We Are Spirits, Not Animals.