There is an old tale about Lady Astor and Winston Churchill who were constantly goading one another. Seated next to her at a dinner, Churchill asked if she would sleep with him for 10,000 pounds (an astronomical amount of money).
She remarked that she would condescend to do that for that fortune.
"Would you do it for sixpence?" he then asked.
"What kind of woman do you think I am??" she responded indignantly.
"We have already established that. We are merely haggling over the price."
At what price can intercity be purchased? This is the true mark of one's morals.
She remarked that she would condescend to do that for that fortune.
"Would you do it for sixpence?" he then asked.
"What kind of woman do you think I am??" she responded indignantly.
"We have already established that. We are merely haggling over the price."
At what price can intercity be purchased? This is the true mark of one's morals.
Comments