Life Must Go On, Though Good Men

No One But Night, With Tears On Her Dark Face, Watches Beside Me In This Windy Place.

Life Goes On Forever Like The Gnawing Of A Mouse.

O World, I Cannot Hold Thee Close Enough!

Life Must Go On; I Forget Just Why.

I Am All The Time Talking About You, And Bragging, To One Person Or Another. I Am Like The Ancient Mariner, Who Had A Tale In His Heart He Must Unfold To All. I Am Always Buttonholing Somebody And Saying, "someday You Must Meet My Mother."