Conscious Writing Can Be The Death Of

A Symbol From The First, Of Mastery, Experiments Such As Hippocrates Made And Substituted For Vague Speculation Stayed The Ravages Of Plague.

I Wonder What Adam And Eve Think Of It By This Time.

We Are What We Were At Birth, And Each Trait Has Remained In Conformity With Earth's And With Heaven's Logic: Be The Devil's Tool, Resort To Black Magic, None Can Diverge From The Ends Which Heaven Foreordained.

What Is Our Innocence, What Is Our Guilt? All Are Naked, None Is Safe.

There Never Was A War That Was Not Inward; I Must Fight Till I Have Conquered In Myself What Causes War.