It is strange how you shall hate a man, and yet pity him from the depths.
A man will will never know a woman until he knows her work.
The beauty and music…It is a call…And some are not strong.
I saw my father as a man, and not, as a man who was my father.
Glorious is the Voice of Man, and sweet is the music of the harp.
What is ordinary to you maybe a desert of woeful newness to another.
You will only learn in a fight how much you’ve got to learn.
Happy we were the, for we had a good house, and good food and good work.
Yet Conscience is a nobleman, the best in us, and a friend.