Before You Leave The House,

I Have Only One Curiosity Left: Death.

My Friends, There Are No Friends.

Dress Shabbily And They Remember The Dress; Dress Impeccably And They Remember The Woman.

"where Should I Apply Perfume?" A Young Lady Asked. "where You Want To Be Kissed."

One Should Refrain From Contempt For The Baser Specimens Of Humanity, For Whom Liberation Amounts To Shaving The Heads Of Women Who Have Slept With Germans.