She Was A Faded But Still Lovely

I See You're Looking At My Cuff Buttons." I Hadn't Been Looking At Them, But I Did Now.

Beauty And Love Pass, I Know... Oh, There's Sadness, Too. I Suppose All Great Happiness Is A Little Sad. Beauty Means The Scent Of Roses And Then The Death Of Roses-

A New Generation Dedicated More Than The Last To The Fear Of Poverty And The Worship Of Success; Grown Up To Find All Gods Dead, All Wars Fought, All Faiths In Man Shaken...

There's No Substitute For Will. Sometimes You Have To Fake Will When You Don't Feel It At All.

A Great Social Success Is A Pretty Girl Who Plays Her Cards As Carefully As If She Were Plain.