Falsehood Is The Jockey Of Misfortune.

If Two People Who Love Each Other Let A Single Instant Wedge Itself Between Them, It Grows-it Becomes A Month, A Year, A Century; It Becomes To Late.

When He (man) Ceased Any Longer To Heed The Words Of The Seers And Prophets, Science Lovingly Brought Forth The Radio.

To Make Ourselves Invisible To Creditors Or To The Envious, And Even To Our Own Worries, We Can Take Advantage Here On Earth Of A Great Democratic Institution-in Fact, Democracy's Only Success-the Night.

The Spirit Of A Nation Is What Counts-the Look In Its Eyes.

Everyone, When There's War In The Air, Learns To Live In A New Element: Falsehood.