Music Is Moonlight In The Gloomy Night

For No One Does Life Drag More Disagreeably Than For Those Who Try To Speed It Up.

Every Man Has A Rainy Corner Of His Life Whence Comes Foul Weather Which Follows Him.

Music Is Moonlight In The Gloomy Night Of Life.

Ah! The Seasons Of Love Roll Not Backward But Onward, Downward Forever.

The German Language Is The Organ Among The Languages.