I was born Jewish and so I remain

I think I was just fed

There's so much good

Savage peoples are ruled

We seek pitifully to convey

Forgiveness is the giving

I fear the man who drinks

Men are so simple and so

If nature has made you

There is perhaps nothing

I think of life itself

That thing, that moment

The man had killed

It is a puzzling thing

Opportunities, many times

Enthusiasm is contagious

Asses are made to bear

We lay aside letters never

All gods are homemade

If you invent two or three

Happiness is inward

In the wild struggle for existanc

And so I am become a knight

Romance fails us and so do friendships

A part of you has grown

Success has always been easy

To take photographs means

The good parts of a book

Marge, it takes two to lie

I will tell you what I have

All the world's a stage

There are two sighs

England has two books

The great secret, Eliza

There is only one good

Watch what people are

The cost of freedom is always

A cause may be inconvenient

When one loves somebody

Two or three things I know

Sigh no more, ladies

One can only see what one observes

What makes one heroic

It is better to decide

One and one is two

A teacher's day is half bureaucracy

Silence is the genius

Look in a mirror and

One and one are

The only lifelong