Gold Makes The Ugly Beautiful.

Its As If You Think You'd Never Find Reason And The Sacred Intertwined

We Are All Mortals, And Each Is For Himself.

A Lover Tries To Stand In Well With The Pet Dog Of The House.

You Have But To Hold Forth In Cap And Gown, And Any Gibberish Becomes Learning, All Nonsense Passes For Sense.

I Have The Knack Of Easing Scruples.