Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
War is the statesman's game the priest's delight the lawyer's jest the...
Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in...
We look before and after And pine for what is not Our sincerest laughter...
I had never felt so lonely and so sad in my entire life.
Our hope and it's a sad hope is that... well I mean we need a tip. That's...
It's really sad that the kids today can only relate to Beethoven via a rock...
Sad and sweet and wise Here a child reposes Dust is on his eyes Quietly he...
The imagination imitates. It is the critical spirit that creates.
