Empty pockets make empty heads.
When I am alone I am happy.
As the rain falls so does your love bathe every open object of the world
Afraid lest he be caught up in a net of words, tripped up, bewildered and so defeated-thrown aside-a man hesitates to write down his innermost convictions.
A new world is only a new mind.
THESE are the desolate, dark weeks when nature in its barrenness equals the stupidity of man. The year plunges into night and the heart plunges lower than night.