There Is Scarcely Any Passion Without Struggle.

Holland Is A Dream, Monsieur, A Dream Of Gold And Smoke-smokier By Day, More Gilded By Night. And Night And Day That Dream Is Peopled With Lohengrins Like These, Dreamily Riding Their Black Bicycles With High Handle-bars, Funereal Swans Constantly Drifting Throughout The Whole Country, Around The Seas, Along The Canals.

Don't Walk Behind Me; I May Not Lead. Don't Walk In Front Of Me; I May Not Follow. Just Walk Beside Me And Be My Friend.

Yes, And When The Love Of Life Disappears, No Meaning Can Console Us.

Happiness Is Not Everything And Men Have Their Duties. Mine Is To Find My Mother, A Homeland

But,' I Reminded Myself, 'it's Common Knowledge That Life Isn't Worth Living, Anyhow.