This monster of a land, this mightiest of nations, this spawn of the f >>
Lord, how the day passes! It is like a life, so quickly when we don't >>
No man really knows about other human beings. The best he can do is to >>
Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring productio >>
Just as you would not permit a fellow employee to steal a piece of off >>
Neither can the wave that has passed by be recalled, nor the hour whic >>
Time is the only critic without ambition.