There Are People Who, Like

Solvency Is Entirely A Matter Of Temperament And Not Of Income.

We Need Two Kinds Of Acquaintances, One To Complain To, While To The Others We Boast.

The Indefatigable Pursuit Of An Unattainable Perfection -even Though Nothing More Than The Pounding Of An Old Piano -is What Alone Gives A Meaning To Our Life On This Unavailing Star.

Those Who Talk On The Razor-edge Of Double-meanings Pluck The Rarest Blooms From The Precipice On Either Side.

There Are People Whose Society I Find Delicious; But When I Sit Alone And Think Of Them I Shudder.