A Verbal Art Like Poetry Is Reflective;

There Was Still Gold And Silver In The Mountains, And Hunger Was A More Immediate Sorrow

Doom Is Dark And Deeper Than Any Sea-dingle.

A Dead Man Who Never Caused Others To Die Seldom Rates A Statue.

Between The Ages Of Twenty And Forty We Are Engaged In The Process Of Discovering Who We Are, Which Involves Learning The Differences Between Accidental Limitations Which It Is Our Duty To Outgrow And The Necessary Limitations Of Our Nature Beyond Which We Cannot Trespass With Impunity.

All Sins Tend To Be Addictive, And The Terminal Point Of Addiction Is Damnation.