Good Men Nowhere, But Good Boys At

The Sun, Too, Shines Into Cesspools And Is Not Polluted.

The Question Was Put To Him, What Hope Is; And His Answer Was, "the Dream Of A Waking Man."

It Is Not That I Am Mad, It Is Only That My Head Is Different From Yours.

We Are More Curious About The Meaning Of Dreams Than About Things We See When Awake.

I Have Nothing To Ask But That You Would Remove To The Other Side, That You May Not, By Intercepting The Sunshine, Take From Me What You Cannot Give.