Commit A Crime, And The Earth Is

Life Is Not So Short But That There Is Always Time Enough For Courtesy.

The Eye Is Easily Frightened.

The True Philosopher And The True Poet Are One, And A Beauty, Which Is Truth, And A Truth, Which Is Beauty, Is The Aim Of Both.

Truth Is Always Present; It Only Needs To Lift The Iron Lids Of The Mind's Eye To Read Its Oracles.

Go Oft To The House Of Thy Friend, For Weeds Choke The Unused Path.