Those Whom We First Love We Seldom

Bolivar Cannot Carry Double

But The Best, In My Opinion, Was The Home Life In The Little Flat--the Ardent, Voluble Chats After The Day's Study; The Cozy Dinners And Fresh, Light Breakfasts; The Interchange Of Ambitions--ambitions Interwoven Each With The Other's Or Else Inconsiderable--the Mutual Help And Inspiration; And--overlook My Artlessness--stuffed Olives And Cheese Sandwiches At 11 P.m.

There Is A Saying That No Man Has Tasted The Full Flavor Of Life Until He Has Known Poverty, Love, And War.

If There Ever Was An Aviary Overstocked With Jays It Is That Yaptown-on-the-hudson, Call New York. Cosmopolitan They Call It, You Bet. So's A Piece Of Fly-paper. You Listen Close When They're Buzzing And Trying To Pull Their Feet Out Of The Sticky Stuff. "little Old New York's Good Enough For Us"--that's What They Sing.

When I See A Shipwreck, I Like To Know What Caused The Disaster...i Learned Nothing But The Glow That Wrapped Her Face When The Soup Came. That's The Story.