Mrs. Corey Still Uses Her

The Meaning Of Life Has Not Much To Do With Good And Evil, Right And Wrong, Duty, Honor, Country, Or Any Of That. It Has To Do With Cutting The Right Deal.

I Don't Like Mysteries, Which Is Why I Want To Solve Them. It Bothers Me That There Are Things I Don't Know.

I Enjoy The Presence Of A Woman In The House For Brief Periods Of Time. They Fall Into Two Categories: The Organizers And The Slobs. There’s Probably A Third Category—the Naggers, Who Try To Get You To Do Things, But I’ve Never Run Into One Of Those. Oddly, I Have No Preference Regarding Oganizers Or Slobs, As Long As They Don’t Try To Pick My Clothes For Me. Basically, All Women Are Nurturers And Healers, And All Men Are Mental Patients To Varying Degrees. It Works Fine If People Stick To Their Fated Roles. But Nobody Does.

I Thought To Myself, What Is Everyone's Worst Fear? Nuclear Terrorism In America.

There Are Mafia Families That Have Bought Magnificent Houses On The North Shore, Although Not Yet The Great Estates Because They Don't Want That Kind Of High Profile.