A Handbag?!

Relations are simply a tedious pack of people, who haven't got the remotest knowledge of how to live, nor the smallest instinct about when to die.

Mothers, of course, are all right. They pay a chap's bills and don't bother him. But fathers bother a chap and never pay his bills.

I have always been of opinion that a man who desires to get married should know either everything or nothing.

There's so much plastic in this culture that vinyl leopard skin is becoming an endangered synthetic.

I don't care how stylish something is if it doesn't flatter me.

Whoever dies with the most stuff wins.