What You Get Free Costs Too Much.

We Have Found Other Terms Far Less Vague Than The Old Ones To Designate The Same Complaints. It's A Great Advance Linguistically.

Oh, Love Is Real Enough; You Will Find It Someday, But It Has One Archenemy - And That Is Life.

Until The Day Of His Death No Man Can Be Sure Of His Courage.

Life Consists Of Nothing More Than The Happiness We Can Get Out Of It.

Life Is A Child Playing Round Your Feet, A Tool You Hold Firmly In Your Grip, A Bench You Sit Down Upon In The Evening, In Your Garden.