When You Can't Have Anything Else, You

Give Up The Dream That Love May Trick The Fates To Live Again Somewhere Beyond The Gleam Of Dying Stars, Or Shatter The Strong Gates Some God Has Builded High; Give Up The Dream.

Most Of The People Living In New York Have Come Here From The Far To Try To Make Enough Money To Go Back To The Farm

A Little While With Grief And Laughter, And Then The Day Will Close; The Shadows Gather ... What Comes After No Man Knows.

No Form Of Government Matters Nearly As Much As The Spirit And Intelligence Brought To The Administration Of Any Form Of Government.

Nearly Every Night Before I Go To Bed I Ask Myself, "have I Vibrated In Tune With The Infinite Today, Or Have I Failed?