Tis Sweet To Listen As The Night

Fare Thee Well, And If For Ever Still For Ever Fare Thee Well.

Reason Is So Unreasonable, That Few People Can Say They Are In Possession Of It.

Our Life Is Two Fold Sleep Hath Its Own World, A Boundary Between The Things Misnamed Death And Existence Sleep Hath Its Own World, And A Wide Realm Of Wild Reality.

Nothing Can Confound A Wise Man More Than Laughter From A Dunce.

He Who Surpasses Or Subdues Mankind, Must Look Down On The Hate Of Those Below.