Happy the man and happy he alone he who can call today his own he who secure within can say tomorrow do thy worst for I have lived today.

A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst he has the company of a boy a youth and by and by a grown man - the one he used to be.

At its best our age is an age of searchers and discoverers and at its worst an age that has domesticated despair and learned to live with it happily.

What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page And be alone on earth as I am now.