But Youth Isn't Happy. Youth Is Sadder

Youth Is The Season Of Tragedy And Despair. Youth Is The Time When One's Whole Life Is Entangled In A Web Of Identity, In A Perpetual Maze Of Seeking And Of Finding, Of Passion And Of Disillusion, Of Vague Longings And Of Nameless Griefs, Of Pity That Is A Blade In The Heart, And Of 'all The Little Emptiness Of Love.

After A Day Of Rain The Sun Came Out Suddenly At Five O'clock And Threw A Golden Bar Into The Deep Victorian Gloom Of The Front Parlour

Convictions ... Are Always Getting In The Way Of Opportunities.

A Tragic Irony Of Life Is That We So Often Achieve Success Or Financial Independence After The Chief Reason For Which We Sought It Has Passed Away.

Mediocrity Would Always Win By Force Of Numbers, But It Would Win Only More Mediocrity.