A Man In Debt Is So Far

Let Us Take Our Bloated Nothingness Out Of The Path Of The Divine Circuits.

When I Was Praised I Lost My Time, For Instantly I Turned Around To Look At The Work I Had Thought Slightly Of, And That Day I Made Nothing New.

The World Makes Way For The Man Who Knows Where He Is Going

The Dearest Events Are Summer-rain.

The Good Judge Is Not He Who Does Hair-splitting Justice To Every Allegation, But Who, Aiming At Substantial Justice, Rules Something Intelligible Of The Guidance Of Suitors.