Since I Love You, My Loneliness Begins

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.

To Seek Out In A World Full Of Joy The One Thing That Is Certain To Give You Pain, And Hug It To Your Bosom With All Your Strength; That's The Greatest Human Happiness.

The Flower Is The Poetry Of Reproduction. It Is An Example Of The Eternal Seductiveness Of Life.

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

Only The Mediocre Are Always At Their Best.