Death Has A Hundred Hands And Walks

His Laughter Tinkled Among The Teacups.

Now That The Lilacs Are In Bloom She Has A Bowl Of Lilacs In Her Room

A Good Deal Of Confusion Could Be Avoided, If We Refrained From Setting Before The Group, What Can Be The Aim Only Of The Individual; And Before Society As A Whole, What Can Be The Aim Only Of The Group.

So Far As We Are Human, What We Do Must Be Either Evil Or Good: So Far As We Do Evil Or Good, We Are Human: And It Is Better, In A Paradoxical Way, To Do Evil Than To Do Nothing: At Least We Exist.

In The Faint Moonlight, The Grass Is Singing