You See What Happens Today. Women Act

For A Painter, The Mecca Of The World For Study, For Inspiration, And For Living Is Here On This Star Called Paris. Just Look At It. No Wonder So Many Artists Have Come Here And Called It Home. Brother, If You Can't Paint In Paris, You'd Better Give Up And Marry The Boss's Daughter.

Youth Has Many Glories, But Judgement Is Not One Of Them, And No Amount Of Electronic Amplification Can Turn A Belch Into An Aria.

A Schedule So Tight That It Would Only Work If I Didn't Sleep On Monday Nights.

Lots Of Cosy Sky That God And I Can Share. I Need Air. I Need Air.

The Female Sex Has No Greater Fan Than I, And I Have The Bills To Prove It.