I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in long-shot.

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.

It always seems impossible until it's done.

It seemed one of our great national tragedies that just when Woodrow Wilson was beginning to accomplish definite improvements in the living standards of America, the World War not only interrupted his course, but laid the foundation for twelve years of retrogression.

So many other things for us to see, Things to be, Our history so full of tragedy and misery.