We Come Late, If At All, To

Life Is A Mixed Blessing, Which We Vainly Try To Unmix.

The Neurotic Has Perfect Vision In One Eye, But He Cannot Remember Which.

The Ideal Home: Big Enough For You To Hear The Children, But Not Very Well.

Others Settle For Small Rewards; The Neurotic Must Always Go For Broke.

The Chief Reason For Drinking Is The Desire To Behave In A Certain Way, And To Be Able To Blame It On Alcohol.