Everybody Has Their Days Of Misfortune.

I Did Fail, Say What You Will, For Jo Wouldn't Love Me.

All The Worse For The Undeniable Talent Which Hides The Evil So Subtly And Makes The Danger So Delightful.

I Asked For Bread, And I Got A Stone In The Shape Of A Pedestal.

Dear Me, If Men And Women Would Only Trust, Understand, And Help One Another As My Children Do, What A Capital Place The World Would Be!

I Hate Ordinary People!