War Is Cruelty, And None

Love Knows Not Distance; It Hath No Continent; Its Eyes Are For The Stars.

That Which Is Loved May Pass, But Love Hath No End.

He Came By A Leap To The Goal Of Purpose, Not By The Toilsome Steps Of Reason. On The Instant His Headlong Spirit Declared His Purpose: This Was The One Being For Him In All The World: At This Altar He Would Light A Lamp Of Devotion, And Keep It Burning Forever.

She Belongs To A Race Of Delightful Women, Who Never Do Any Harm, Whom Everybody Calls Good, And Who Are Very Severe On Those Who Do Not Pretend To Be Good.

But Paying Is Part Of The Game Of Life: It Is The Joy Of Buying That We Crave.