Oh The Long And Dreary Winter! Oh

How Beautiful Is Youth! How Bright It Gleams With Its Illusions, Aspirations, Dreams! Book Of Beginnings, Story Without End, Each Maid A Heroine, And Each Man A Friend!

Death Is Better Than Disease.

Even The Blackest Of Them All, The Crow, Renders Good Service As Your Man-at-arms, Crushing The Beetle In His Coat Of Mail. And Crying Havoc On The Slug And Snail.

Sometimes We May Learn More From A Man's Errors, Than From His Virtues.

When Christ Ascended Triumphantly From Star To Star He Left The Gates Of Heaven Ajar.