Tell me not of joy: there's none Now my little sparrow's gone He just as you Would toy and woo He would chirp and flatter me He would hang the wing awhile Till at length he saw me smile Lord! how sullen he would be!
In junior high school I was an object of pure ridicule for my dress...
My friends and family especially my mom and dad are always saying I should...
When Fortune smiles I smile to think how quickly she will frown.
We ought to be beating our chests every day. We ought to look in the mirror...
Ascetics and fakirs come to mitigate human suffering to heal us and lead us...
Oh the ignorance of us upon whom Providence did not sufficiently smile to...
When you consider all the stars I have managed mere submarines make me smile.