Instinct Is The Nose Of The Mind.

For Ages Happiness Has Been Represented As A Huge Precious Stone, Impossible To Find, Which People Seek For Hopelessly. It Is Not So; Happiness Is A Mosaic, Composed Of A Thousand Little Stones, Which Separately And Of Themselves Have Little Value, But Which United With Art Form A Graceful Design.

There Is Only One Proper Way To Wear A Beautiful Dress: To Forget You Are Wearing It.

Business Is Other People's Money.

Instinct Is The Nose Of The Mind.

Love With Men Is Not A Sentiment, But An Idea.