The World Is Made Of Sugar And

You Shouldn't Be A Big Shot About Your Fate. I'm An Enemy Of Destiny, I'm Not A Greek, I'm A Berliner.

Revolution? Unscrew The Flag-staff, Wrap The Bunting In The Oil Covers, And Put The Thing In The Clothes-chest. Let The Old Lady Bring You Your House-slippers And Untie Your Fiery Red Necktie. You Always Make Revolutions With Your Mugs, Your Republic--nothing But An Industrial Accident.

But Such Is Life, The Silliest Proverbs Prove To Be True, And When A Man Thinks, Now It's All Right, It's Not All Right By A Longshot. Man Proposes, God Disposes, And There's Always That Last Straw To Break The Camel's Back.

The Cities Are The Principal Home And Seat Of The Human Group. They Are The Coral Colony For Man, The Collective Being.

But The Main Things About A Man Are His Eyes And His Feet. He Should Be Able To See The World And Go After It.