Madman! Look Through My Eyes If Thou

Leviathan Is Not The Biggest Fish; — I Have Heard Of Krakens.

He Knows Himself, And All That's In Him, Who Knows Adversity.

Give Me A Condor's Quill! Give Me Vesuvius Crater For An Inkstand!

The Urbane Activity With Which A Man Receives Money Is Really Marvelous, Considering That We So Earnestly Believe Money To Be The Root Of All Earthly Ills, And That On No Account Can A Monied Man Enter Heaven. Ah! How Cheerfully We Consign Ourselves To Perdition!

They Talk Of The Dignity Of Work. The Dignity Is In Leisure.