Ah, Lady, When I Gave My Heart

Memory Is Man's Greatest Friend And Worst Enemy.

Every Shot That Kills Ricochets.

Every Man Should Have Laws Of His Own, I Should Think; Commandments Of His Own, For Every Man Has A Different Set Of Circumstances Wherein To Work - Or Worry.

He Came By A Leap To The Goal Of Purpose, Not By The Toilsome Steps Of Reason. On The Instant His Headlong Spirit Declared His Purpose: This Was The One Being For Him In All The World: At This Altar He Would Light A Lamp Of Devotion, And Keep It Burning Forever.

Ah, Lady, When I Gave My Heart To Thee, It Passed Into Thy Lifelong Regency.