A Happy Childhood Is Poor Preparation For

January, Month Of Empty Pockets! Let Us Endure This Evil Month, Anxious As A Theatrical Producer's Forehead.

Never Touch A Butterfly's Wing With Your Finger.

Perhaps The Only Misplaced Curiosity Is That Which Persists In Trying To Find Out Here, On This Side Of Death, What Lies Beyond The Grave.

The True Traveler Is He Who Goes On Foot, And Even Then, He Sits Down A Lot Of The Time.

A Woman Who Thinks She Is Intelligent Demands The Same Rights As Man. An Intelligent Woman Gives Up.