To give money to a woman - and here I must speak as a man - is to deny her special quality her irreplaceability and reduce her unique amiability to a commodity. Money takes away her name while transforming her lover into a nameless customer of a market of appetites.

You may never learn the names of any of the people you talk to in a dog park even after many many hours spent there with them and many hours of conversation. But if - knock on wood - anything should ever happen to your dog these nameless non-strangers will rally sympathize offer to help and hold your hand. I know this from experience.

The best portion of a good man's life is his little nameless unremembered acts of kindness and of love.

That best portion of a man's life his little nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love.