And he whose soul is flat -- the sky Will cave in on him by and by.

Here's a song was never sung: Growing old is dying young.

My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and oh, my friends - it gives a lovely light!

What should I be but just what I am?

If I love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday - so much is true.

Marriage...one of the most civilized institutions in the world...But...swimming is one of the most wonderful of sports, and yet there are always some people who cannot swim who insist on going into the water and getting drowned. Many people spoil marriage in a like manner. One should be sure she knows how to be married before rushing into it.

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there. I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one.