The Rhyme Of The Poet Modulates The

For The Most Part, Only The Light Characters Travel. Who Are You That Have No Task To Keep You At Home?

The Age Of A Woman Doesn't Mean A Thing. The Best Tunes Are Played On The Oldest Fiddles.

Do What We Can, Summer Will Have Its Flies.

A Man Is A God In Ruins.

The World-spirit Is A Good Swimmer, And Storms And Waves Can Not Drown Him. He Snaps His Fingers At Laws; And So, Throughout History, Heaven Seems To Affect Low And Poor Means. Through The Years And The Centuries, Through Evil Agents, Through Toys And Atoms, A Great And Beneficent Tendency Irresistibly Streams.