Happiness Comes The Way The Wind Blows.

My Love Had Grown One With My Soul; It Became Darker, But Did Not Go Out

We Almost Always Forgive Those We Understand.

Afraid Of Decision, I Buried My Finer Feelings In The Depths Of My Heart And They Died There.

There Are Two Men In Me--one Lives In The Full Sense Of The Word, The Other Reasons And Passes Judgment On The First. The First Will Perhaps Take Leave Of You And The World Forever In An Hour Now; And The Second . . . The Second?

I Was Ready To Love The Whole World, But No One Understood Me, And I Learned To Hate.