What Is The Law Of The Jungle?

We Have Done With Hope And Honour. We Are Lost To Love And Truth, We Are Dropping Down The Ladder Rung By Rung; And The Measure Of Our Torment Is The Measure Of Our Youth. God Help Us, For We Knew The Worst Too Young!

San Francisco Has Only One Drawback—‘tis Hard To Leave.

Funny How The New Things Are The Old Things.

I Wasted My Substance, I Know I Did, On Riotous Living, So I Did, But There's Nothing On Record To Show I Did More Than My Betters Have Done.

For The Female Of The Species Is More Deadly Than The Male.