Ah, But You See, I Didn't Want

All Men Are Equal — All Men, That Is To Say, Who Possess Umbrellas.

One Doesn't Come To Italy For Niceness," Was The Retort; "one Comes For Life. Buon Giorno! Buon Giorno!

I Have Always Found Writing Pleasant And Don't Understand What People Mean By 'throes Of Creation.'

It Was Unbearable, And He Thought Again, 'how Unhappy I Am!' And Became Happier.

One Has Two Duties - To Be Worried And Not To Be Worried.