How Strange Women Are.

A Falcon Who Chases A Warlike Crane Can Only Hope For A Life Of Pain.

Fame Is Very Agreeable, But The Bad Thing Is That It Goes On 24 Hours A Day.

She Would Not Shed A Tear, She Would Not Waste The Rest Of Her Years Simmering In The Maggot Broth Of Memory.

Justice Limps Along, But Gets There All The Same.

If God Hadn't Rested On Sunday, He Would Have Had Time To Finish The World.