That's The Wonderful Thing About Man; He

You Ask Why To A Lot Of Things And You Wind Up Very Unhappy Indeed, If You Keep At It. The Poor Girl's Better Off Dead

It Was In Their Friendship They Just Wanted To Run Forever, Shadow And Shadow.

For About 150 Days A Year In Venice, The Sun Doesn't Show Through The Mist Until Noon.

Live As If You'd Drop Dead In Ten Seconds.

We Must All Be Alike. Not Everyone Born Free And Equal, As The Constitution Says, But Everyone Made Equal. Each Man The Image Of Every Other; Then All Are Happy, For There Are No Mountains To Make Them Cower, To Judge Themselves Against.