We Cannot Even Reproduce Our Thoughts Entirely

My Genius Is In My Nostrils.

In Every Real Man A Child Is Hidden That Wants To Play.

Beware Of Spitting Against The Wind!

I Will Believe In The Redeemer When The Christians Look A Little More Redeemed.

The Rising And Falling Of The Scales Of Pride And Humility Sustain The Brooding Mind As Well As The Alternations Of Desire And Peace Of The Soul.