To Fail At All Is To Fail

Joy Comes, Grief Goes, We Know Not How.

It ["the Ancient Mariner"] Is Marvellous In Its Mastery Over That Delightfully Fortuitous Inconsequence That Is The Adamantine Logic Of Dreamland.

The Don Quixote Of One Generation May Live To Hear Himself Called The Savior Of Society By The Next.

Not What We Give, But What We Share, For The Gift Without The Giver Is Bare.

The First Lesson Of Life Is To Burn Our Own Smoke; That Is, Not To Inflict On Outsiders Our Personal Sorrows And Petty Morbidness, Not To Keep Thinking Of Ourselves As Exceptional Cases.