A Dream Has Power To Poison Sleep.

The Soul's Joy Lies In Doing.

Yes, Marriage Is Hateful, Detestable. A Kind Of Ineffable, Sickening Disgust Seizes My Mind When I Think Of This Most Despotic, Most Unrequited Fetter Which Prejudice Has Forged To Confine Its Energies.

I Bring Fresh Showers For The Thirsting Flowers, From The Seas And The Streams; I Bear Light Shade For The Leaves When Laid In Their Noonday Dreams.

Design Must Be Proved Before A Designer Can Be Inferred.

Persevere Even Though Hell And Destruction Should Yawn Beneath Your Feet.