I Have Tried In My Way To

Here's To The Few Who Forgive What You Do, And The Fewer Who Don't Even Care

You Who Wish To Conquer Pain, You Must Learn What Makes One Kind.

A Kite Is A Victim You Are Sure Of. You Love It Because It Pulls.

It’s A Depressing Habit You Have Of Loving To Sneeze And Of Eating Apples As If They Were Juicier For You And Being The First One To Exclaim How Good The Movie Is. You Depress People. We Like Apples Too.

May Everyone Live, And May Everyone Die. Hello, My Love, And My Love, Goodbye.