That's How The Germans Are.... The Aristocrats

But The Main Things About A Man Are His Eyes And His Feet. He Should Be Able To See The World And Go After It.

Next-door A Baker's Apprentice With His Wife, An Employee In A Printing-shop, She Has Inflammation Of The Ovaries. Wonder What Those Two Get Out Of Life? Well, First Of All, They Get Each Other, Then Last Sunday A Vaudeville And A Film, Then This Or That Club Meeting And A Visit To His Parents. Nothing Else? Well Now, Don't Drop Dead, Sir. Add To That Nice Weather, Bad Weather, Country Picnics, Standing In Front Of The Stove, Eating Breakfast And So On. And What More Do You Get, You, Captain, General, Jockey, Whoever You Are? Don't Fool Yourself.

No Country Is So Peaceful As The One That Leads Into Death. Life Arches Above One's Head Like A Bridgespan, And Below It Flows The Water, Carries The Boat, Takes It Further.

In The Course Of Writing One Historical Book Or Another, It Has Happened That I Could Hardly Restrain Myself From Simply Copying Entire Documents. Indeed, I Sometimes Sank Down Among The Documents And Said To Myself, I Can't Improve On These.

But Such Is Life, The Silliest Proverbs Prove To Be True, And When A Man Thinks, Now It's All Right, It's Not All Right By A Longshot. Man Proposes, God Disposes, And There's Always That Last Straw To Break The Camel's Back.