The World Hid Its Head In The

Wars Come And Wars Go But The World Does Not Change: It Will Always Forget An Indebtedness Which It Thinks It Expedient Not To Remember.

In This World There Is Only Toleration For The So-called Normal.

The World Hid Its Head In The Sands Of Convention, So That By Seeing Nothing It Might Avoid Truth.

The Realization Of Great Mutual Love Can At Times Be So Overwhelming A Thing, That Even The Bravest Of Hearts May Grow Fearful.

Clothes, After All, Are A Form Of Self-expression.