What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for beauty, and never see the dawn!

When they come downstairs from their Ivory Towers, idealists are very apt to walk straight into the gutter.

The ladies who try to keep their beauty are the ladies who lose it.

Those who set out to serve both God and Mammon soon discover that there isn't a God.

If they lost the incredible conviction that they can change their wives or husbands, marriage would collapse at once.

What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for beauty, and never see the dawn!

I can't forgive my friends for dying; I don't find these vanishing acts of theirs at all amusing.