Life Has A Way Of Setting Things

Oh, Love Is Real Enough; You Will Find It Someday, But It Has One Archenemy - And That Is Life.

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

Tragedy Is Restful: And The Reason Is That Hope, That Foul, Deceitful Thing, Has No Part In It.

An Ugly Sight, A Man Who Is Afraid.

Obligations, Hatreds, Injuries; What Did I Expect My Memories To Be? I Was Forgetting Remorse. Now I Have A Complete Past.