All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.

All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.

No flying machine will ever fly from New York to Paris. -- Orville Wright.

No flying machine will ever fly from New York to Paris. -- Orville Wright.

I shall look forward to a pleasant time.

I shall look forward to a pleasant time.

I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a read more

I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a boy playing upon the seashore and diverting myself and then finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, while the great ocean of truth lay before me all undiscovered.

What we know is not much; what we do not know is immense.

What we know is not much; what we do not know is immense.

I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not read more

I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not sorry for my crime.

A little while and I will be gone from among you, when I cannot
tell. From no where we came, read more

A little while and I will be gone from among you, when I cannot
tell. From no where we came, into nowhere we go. What is life? Itis a flash of a firefly in the night. It is a breath of a buffalo inthe winter time. It is the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.

And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.

And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.

Who the hell wants to hear actors talk? -- H.M. Warner, Warner Brothers, 1927.

Who the hell wants to hear actors talk? -- H.M. Warner, Warner Brothers, 1927.