Grand. There's A Word I Really Hate.

... Even The Most Sublimely Accomplished Non-stop Talker Can't Consistently Please.

If You Weren't Around, I'd Probably Be Someplace Way The Hell Off. In The Woods Or Some Goddamn Place. You're The Only Reason I'm Around, Practically.

If A Girl Looks Swell When She Meets You, Who Gives A Damn If She's Late? Nobody.

The Room Was Not Impressively Large, Even By Manhattan Apartment-house Standards, But Its Accumulated Furnishings Might Have Lent A Snug Appearance To A Banquet Hall In Valhalla.

Know Your True Measurements And Dress Your Mind Accordingly