A Minute's Success Pays The Failure Of

Must In Death Your Daylight Finish? My Sun Sets To Rise Again.

I Think, Am Sure, A Brother's Love Exceeds All The World's Loves In Its Unworldliness.

Our Interest's On The Dangerous Edge Of Things. The Honest Thief, The Tender Murderer, The Superstitious Atheist.

I Write From A Thorough Conviction That It Is The Duty Of Me, And With The Belief That, After Every Drawback And Shortcoming, I Do My Best, All Things Considered--that Is For Me, And, So Being, The Not Being Listened To By One Human Creature Would, I Hope, In Nowise Affect Me.

Generations Pass While Some Tree Stands, And Old Families Last Not Three Oaks.