Very Few Of Us Are What We

Words, Mademoiselle, Are Only The Outer Clothing Of Ideas.

If Anyone Is Really Determined To Lend You A Book, You Never Can Get Out Of It!

I Have Always Admired The Esquimaux (eskimos). One Fine Day A Delicious Meal Is Cooked For Dear Old Mother, And Then She Goes Walking Away Over The Ice, And Doesn't Come Back.

It's What's In *yourself* That Makes You Happy Or Unhappy.

Very Unfortunately, She Had No Husband. She Had Never Had A Husband, And Therefore Did Not Kill A Husband.