Nature always levies her tribute.
I don't so much mind the falling, but I do seem to select the hardest spots to light on.
It really seems as if failure and hardship make more of a human being of folks than success.
Of two evils, I always choose the lesser.
What was money that it should make such dreadful things of men and women?
I do not know why it is the fate of the world always to want something different from what life gives them.