Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.
What we look for does not come to pass; God finds a way for what none foresaw.
If some appalling disaster befalls, there's Always a way for the rich.
No man on earth is truly free, All are slaves of money or necessity. Public opinion or fear of prosecution forces each one, against his conscience, to conform.
High honors are sweet To a man's heart, but ever They stand close to the brink of grief.
The brave endure their labors, the cowardly are worth the cowards nothing at all.