I Want You For Always...days, Years, Eternities.

No One Feels Another's Grief, No One Understands Another's Joy. People Imagine They Can Reach One Another. In Reality They Only Pass Each Other By.

The World Resembles A Stage On Which Every Man Is Playing A Part.

No One Really Understands The Grief Or Joy Of Another.

Love Is In The Air These Days, So We Thought We'd Give A Try To Make Your Day A Little Brighter.

One Bites Into The Brass Mouthpiece Of His Wooden Cudgel, And The Other Blows His Cheeks Out On A French Horn. Do You Call That Art?