People Avenge Themselves For The Favors Done

Living, Just By Itself - What A Dirge That Is! Life Is A Classroom And Boredom's The Usher, There All The Time To Spy On You.

I Crawled Back Into Myself All Alone, Just Delighted To Observe That I Was Even More Miserable Than Before, Because I Had Brought A New Kind Of Distress And Something That Resembled True Feeling Into My Solitude.

Reason Died In 1914, November 1914 ... After That Everybody Began To Rave.

Lots Of Men Are Like That, Their Artistic Leanings Never Go Beyond A Weakness For Shapely Thighs.

The Sadness Of The World Has Different Ways Of Getting To People, But It Seems To Succeed Almost Every Time.