In The Affairs Of This

I Wake Up Every Morning At Nine And Grab For The Morning Paper. Then I Look At The Obituary Page. If My Name Is Not On It, I Get Up.

Pride Breakfasted With Plenty, Dined With Poverty, And Supped With Infamy.

A Man Is Not Completely Born Until He Is Dead.

What Maintains One Vice Would Bring Up Two Children.

Great Talkers Should Be Cropt, For They've No Need Of Ears.