Love Is A Flame To Burn Out

Life's Battle Is A Conquest For The Strong; The Meaning Shows In The Defeated Thing.

Man Cannot Call The Brimming Instant Back; Time's An Affair Of Instants Spun To Days; If Man Must Make An Instant Gold, Or Black, Let Him, He May; But Time Must Go His Ways. Life May Be Duller For An Instant's Blaze. Life's An Affair Of Instants Spun To Years, Instants Are Only Cause Of All These Tears.

It Ought To Have Gangsters, And Aeroplanes And A Lot Of Automatic Pistols.

Love Is A Flame To Set The Will On Fire

Success Is The Brand On The Brow Of The Man Who Aimed Too Low.