I Am No Prophet-and Here's No Great

Fading, Fading: Strength Beyond Hope And Despair Climbing The Third Stair. Lord, I Am Not Worthy Lord, I Am Not Worthy But Speak The Word Only.

The Nobel Is A Ticket To One's Own Funeral. No One Has Ever Done Anything After He Got It.

Humility Is The Most Difficult Of All Virtues To Achieve; Nothing Dies Harder Than The Desire To Think Well Of Self.

The Historical Sense Involves A Perception, Not Only Of The Pastness Of The Past, But Of Its Presence

O Dark Dark Dark. They All Go Into The Dark, The Vacant Interstellar Spaces, The Vacant Into The Vacant