Strange As It May Seem, The Most

Great Contest Follows, And Much Learned Dust Involves The Combatants; Each Claiming Truth, And Truth Disclaiming Both.

Pleasure Admitted In Undue Degree, Enslaves The Will, Nor Leaves The Judgment Free.

I Pity Them Greatly, But I Must Be Mum, For How Could We Do Without Sugar And Rum?

Spare Feast! A Radish And An Egg.

I Am Out Of Humanity's Reach.i Must Finish My Journey Alone,never Hear The Sweet Music Of Speech;i Start At The Sound Of My Own.