I Awoke One Morning And Found Myself

The Heart Will Break, But Broken Live On.

I Cannot Help Thinking That The Menace Of Hell Makes As Many Devils As The Severe Penal Codes Of Inhuman Humanity Make Villains.

Let No Man Grumble When His Friends Fall Off, As They Will Do Like Leaves At The First Breeze; When Your Affairs Come Round, One Way Or T'other, Go To The Coffee House, And Take Another.

Like To The Apples On The Dead Sea's Shore, All Ashes To The Taste.

Italia! O Italia! Thou Who Hast The Fatal Gift Of Beauty.