My Only Books Were Woman's Looks,- And

Pain Is Life - The Sharper, The More Evidence Of Life.

I Never Knew An Enemy To Puns Who Was Not An Ill-natured Man.

Don't Introduce Me To That Man! I Want To Go On Hating Him, And I Can't Hate A Man Whom I Know.

Our Spirits Grow Gray Before Our Hairs.

Every Commonplace Or Trite Observation Is Not A Truism.