God! Is There Anything Uglier Than A

Life Consists Of Nothing More Than The Happiness We Can Get Out Of It.

Tragedy Is Restful: And The Reason Is That Hope, That Foul, Deceitful Thing, Has No Part In It.

Je Sais De Quelles Petitesses Meurent Les Plus Grandes Amours. I Know How Pettiness Ruins The Greatest Loves.

It Takes A Certain Courage And A Certain Greatness Even To Be Truly Base.

Life Consists Of Nothing More Than The Happiness We Can Get Out Of It.