Hope Is A Memory That

There Are Moments In Life When All We Can Bear Is The Sense That Our Friend Is Near Us; Our Wounds Would Wince At The Touch Of Consoling Words, That Would Reveal The Depths Of Our Pain.

He's Got His Dog Trained So That It Only Does It On Newspapers. The Trouble Is It Does It When He's Reading The Blasted Things.

The Causes That Govern The Heart Appear To Be Wholly Alien To The Results Achieved. Are The Forces That Moved A Desperate Criminal The Same That Fill A Martyr With Pride, As Both Mount The Scaffold?

Sensuality Is The Death Of The Soul.

The Motto Of Chivalry Is Also The Motto Of Wisdom; To Serve All, But Love Only One.