Popularity - A Piece Of Faded Tinsel,

Not Being Heard Is No Reason For Silence.

The World Of Sleep Has An Existence Of Its Own.

Enthusiasm Is The Fever Of Reason.

Go To Sleep In Peace. God Is Awake.

Large, Heavy, Ragged Black Clouds Hung Like Crape Hammocks Beneath The Starry Cope Of The Night. You Would Have Said That They Were The Cobwebs Of The Firmament.