People Destined To Meet Will Do So,

Earth's A Howling Wilderness, Truculent With Fraud And Force.

He Thought It Happier To Be Dead, To Die For Beauty, Than Live For Bread

Sitting Back In The Evening, Stargazing And Stroking Your Dog, Is An Infallible Remedy.

The Customer Is The Immediate Jewel Of Our Souls. Him We Flatter, Him We Feast, Compliment, Vote For, And Will Not Contradict.

The Secret Of Fortune Is Joy In Our Hands. Welcome Evermore To Gods And Men Is The Self-helping Man. For Him All Doors Are Flung Wide. Him All Tongues Greet, All Honors Crown, All Eyes Follow With Desire. Our Love Goes Out To Him And Embraces Him Because He Did Not Need It.