They Don’t Listen To Me, They Don’t

Everywhere Across Whatever Sorrows Of Which Our Life Is Woven, Some Radiant Joy Will Gaily Flash Past.

They're Thinking Of Turning The Peasant Into An Educated Man. Why, First Of All They Should Make Him A Good And Prosperous Farmer And Then He'll Learn All That Is Necessary For Him To Know.

We Have The Marvelous Gift Of Making Everything Insignificant.

The Longer And More Carefully We Look At A Funny Story, The Sadder It Becomes.

There Exists A Kind Of Laughter Which Is Worthy To Be Ranked With The Higher Lyric Emotions And Is Infinitely Different From The Twitching Of A Mean Merrymaker.