A Home Without A Grandmother Is Like

Episcopalians Have Always Preferred The Flying Buttress To The Pillar Of The Church.

There's No National Glue Holding Us Together Because Somebody Put Too Much Pluribus In The Unum.

Misanthropes Have Some Admirable If Paradoxical Virtues. It Is No Exaggeration To Say That We Are Among The Nicest People You Are Likely To Meet. Because Good Manners Build Sturdy Walls, Our Distaste For Intimacy Makes Us Exceedingly Cordial "ships That Pass In The Night." As Long As You Remain A Stranger We Will Be Your Friend Forever.

Families Composed Of Rugged Individualists Have To Do Things Obliquely.

I Do Believe In Reincarnation, But I Do Not Believe There Is Life Before Noon.