Aid My Disillusionment, My Friend!

Toil Is Man's Allotment; Toil Of Brain, Or Toil Of Hands, Or A Grief That's More Than Either, The Grief And Sin Of Idleness.

A Noble Craft, But Somehow A Most Melancholy! All Noble Things Are Touched With That.

He Says No! In Thunder; But The Devil Himself Cannot Make Him Say Yes.

When The Passage "all Men Are Born Free And Equal," When That Passage Was Being Written Were Not Some Of The Signers Legalised Owners Of Slaves?

There Is A Woe That Is Wisdom, A Woe That Is Madness.