You Can Lose Your Way Groping Among

Love, Arthur, Is A Poodle's Chance Of Attaining The Infinite, And Personally I Have My Pride.

That Is Perhaps What We Seek Throughout Life, That And Nothing More, The Greatest Possible Sorrow So As To Become Fully Ourselves Before Dying.

When You're Not Used To Comfort And Good Things To Eat, You're Intoxicated By Them In No Time. Truth's Only Too Pleased To Leave You. Very Little Is Ever Needed For Truth To Let Go Of You. And After All, You're Not Really Very Keen To Keep Hold Of It.

Lots Of Men Are Like That, Their Artistic Leanings Never Go Beyond A Weakness For Shapely Thighs.

The Novel Can't Compete With Cars, The Movies, Television, And Liquor. A Guy Who's Had A Good Feed And Tanked Up On Good Wine Gives His Old Lady A Kiss After Supper And His Day Is Over. Finished.