Alas, I am dying beyond my means. |
All art is at once surface and symbol. Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril. |
All art is quite useless. |
All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling. |
All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled. It is the secret of their attraction. |
All great ideas are dangerous. |
All religious organizations exist to sell themselves to the rich. |
All that I desire to point out is the general principle that life imitates art far more than art imitates life. |
All that we know who lie in gaol - Is that the wall is strong; And that each day is like a year, A year whose days are long |
All trials are trials for one's life, just as all sentences are sentences of death. |
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his. |
Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much. |
Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much. |
Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much. |
Always forgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them more. |