Mere Wealth, I Am Above It, /

It's Hard / Keeping Up With The Avant-garde.

Tomorrow Will Come And Today Will Pass, / But The Hearts Of The Young Are Brittle As Glass.

Women Like Other Women Fine. The More Feminine She Is, The More Comfortable A Woman Feels With Her Own Sex. It Is Only The Occasional And Therefore Noticeable Adventuress Who Refuses To Make Friends With Us.

Men Can't Be Trusted With Pruning Shears Any More Than They Can Be Trusted With The Grocery Money In A Delicatessen . . . They Are Like Boys With New Pocket Knives Who Will Not Stop Whittling.

Of Course We Women Gossip On Occasion. But Our Appetite For It Is Not As Avid As A Man S. It Is In The Boys Gyms, The College Fraternity Houses, The Club Locker Rooms, The Paneled Offices Of Business That Gossip Reaches Its Luxuriant Flower.