Hopes Dance Best On Bald Men's Hair

Must's A Schoolroom In The Month Of May

Somewhere I Have Never Traveled, Gladly Beyond Any Experience, Your Eyes Have Their Silence; In Your Most Frail Gesture Are Things Which Enclose Me, Or Which I Cannot Touch Because They Are Too Near

Be Of Love A Little More Careful Than Of Anything.

Sweet Springtime Is My Time Is Your Time Is Our Time For Springtime Is Love Time And Viva Sweet Love.

An Artist, A Man, A Failure, Must Proceed.