The Air In Provence Is Impregnated With

Your Bitter Memories Still Have Time To Turn Into Sweet Ones.

On What Slender Threads Do Life And Fortune Hang.

You Scholars, You're In Communication With The Devil.

The Friends We Have Lost Do Not Repose Under The Ground...they Are Buried Deep In Our Hearts. It Has Been Thus Ordained That They May Always Accompany Us.

It Is Almost As Difficult To Keep A First Class Person In A Fourth Class Job, As It Is To Keep A Fourth Class Person In A First Class Job.