I Think That I Am Better Than

Gifts Come From Above In Their Own Peculiar Forms. [ger., Die Gaben Kommen Von Oben Herab, In Ihren Eignen Gestalten.]

Over The Trackless Past, Somewhere, Lie The Lost Days Of Our Tropic Youth, Only Regained By Faith And Prayer, Only Recalled By Prayer And Plaint, Each Lost Day Has Its Patron Saint!

When Toward The Devil's Hose We Tread, Woman's A Thousand Steps Behind. [ger., Denn Geht Es Zu Des Bosen Haus Das Weib Hat Tausend Schritt Voraus.]

To A Valet No Man Is A Hero. [ger., Es Gibt Fur Den Kammerdiener Keiner Helden.]

The Older I Get The More I Trust In The Law According To Which The Rose And The Lily Bloom.