I Am Sad, Sad As A Circus-lioness.

And Then The Days Came When I Was Alone.

The Woman Had A Humble, Cringing Manner. Of Course, She Had Discovered That, Having Neither Money Nor Virtue, She Had Better Be Humble If She Knew What Was Good For Her.

Some Must Cry So That Others May Be Able To Laugh The More Heartily. Sacrifices Are Necessary.

There Is No Doubt That Running Away On A Fresh, Blue Morning Can Be Exhilarating.

Blot Out The Moon, Pull Down The Stars. Love In The Dark, For We're For The Dark So Soon, So Soon.