The Smoke Of Glory Is Not Worth

Life Is A Slate Where All Our Sins Are Written; From Time To Time We Rub The Sponge Of Repentance Over It So We Can Begin Sinning Again.

Where Love Is Absent There Can Be No Woman.

No Place Is Ugly To Those Who Understand The Virtues And Sweetness Of Everything That God Has Made.

As Far As I Am Concerned I Would Rather Spend The Rest Of My Life In Prison Than Marry Again.

Be Prudent, And If You Hear, * * * Some Insult Or Some Threat, * * * Have The Appearance Of Not Hearing It.