“Sad is Eros, builder of cities,
And weeping anarchic Aphrodite.”

“Eyes—the head’s chief of police. They watch and make mental notes. A blind person is like a city abandoned by the authorities. On sad days they cry. In these carefree times they weep only from tender emotions.”

“But sad as angels for the good man's sin,
Weep to record, and blush to give it in.”

“Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?”

“Nobody but a Southerner knows the wrenching rinsing sadness of the cities of the North.”

“…resignation is like the rain in Mexico City, sometimes sad, arbitrary and inopportune.”

“When you get older, it feels like happy memories and sad memories are pretty much the same thing. It is all just emotion in the end. And any of it can make you weep.”

“It has been the White Race who has been the world builder, the maker of cities and commerce and continents. It is the White Man who is the sole builder of civilizations. It was he who build the Egyptian civilization, the great unsurpassed Roman civilization, the Greek civilization of beauty and culture, and who, after having been dealt a serious blow by a new Semitic religion, wallowed through the Dark Ages, finally extricated himself, and then build the great European civilization.”

“A being who can look without weeping on the heart-rending facts that fill the cities of our so-called civilisation has a psychology granitic enough to gaze unmoved on a hellful of roasting souls.”

“The stone that the builder refused shall be the head corner stone.”