The Navy Is Very Old And Very

There Is No Harm In A Man's Cub.

Enough Work To Do, And Strength Enough To Do The Work.

The World Is Very Lovely, And It's Very Horrible--and It Doesn't Care About Your Life Or Mine Or Anything Else.

I Have My Own Matches And Sulphur, And I'll Make My Own Hell.

Yet There Be Certain Times In A Young Man’s Life, When, Through Great Sorrow Or Sin, All The Boy In Him Is Burnt And Seared Away So That He Passes At One Step To The More Sorrowful State Of Manhood