Every Man Thinks God Is On His

Chacun De Nous A Un Jour, Plus Ou Moins Triste, Plus Ou Moins Lointain, O U' Il Doit Enfin Accepter D'e" Tre Un Homme. There Will Come A Day For Each Of Us, More Or Less Sad, More Or Less Distant, Whenwe Must Accept The Condition Of Being Human.

We Have Found Other Terms Far Less Vague Than The Old Ones To Designate The Same Complaints. It's A Great Advance Linguistically.

Saintliness Is Also A Temptation.

A Happy Love Is Full Of Quarrels, You Know.

Life Has A Way Of Setting Things In Order And Leaving Them Be. Very Tidy, Is Life.