The Manager Is To Be Blamed Who

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.

No One Feels Another's Grief.

My Compositions Spring From My Sorrows. Those That Give The World The Greatest Delight Were Born Of My Deepest Griefs.

The Manager Is To Be Blamed Who Distributes Parts To His Players Which They Are Unable To Act.

Why Does God Endow Us With Compassion?