Barefoot, exhausted and bloody, Harris Borden turned and left the underground prison that had been his home for the past twelve years and walked out into the Nevada desert.

He who is a firstling is ever sacrificed.

Poor People get torchered, rich give money to watch.

Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.

Give me a man or woman who has read a thousand books and you give me an interesting companion. Give me a man or woman who has read perhaps three and you give me a very dangerous enemy indeed.

Well, I was born to people raised in 1889.

You are good for nothing unless you are clever.

Worry about him? I never even heard of him.

Those who don't want to change, let them sleep.

There should be a better way to start a day than waking up every morning.

It seems to me that women are freed from their responsibilities only when they are merry widows or eccentric old spinsters.