The Flower You Single Out Is A

How Is It Possible For One To Own The Stars?" "to Whom Do They Belong?" The Businessman Retorted, Peevishly. "i Don't Know. To Nobody.

For, To Conceited Men, All Other Men Are Admirers.

To Be A Man Is, Precisely, To Be Responsible.

If It Is True That Wars Are Won By Believers, It Is Also True That Peace Treaties Are Sometimes Signed By Businessmen.

For Instance, If You Come At Four In The Afternoon, I'll Begin To Be Happy By Three. The Closer It Gets To Four, The Happier I'll Feel. By Four I'll Be Excited And Worried; I'll Discover What It Costs To Be Happy! But If You Come At Any Od Time, I'll Never Know When I Should Prepare My Heart... There Must Be Rites.