All The Thoughts Of A Turtle Are

Earth's A Howling Wilderness, Truculent With Fraud And Force.

Love And You Shall Be Loved. All Love Is Mathematically Just, As Much As Two Sides Of An Algebraic Equation.

In Spite Of Virtue And The Muse, Nemesis Will Have Her Dues, And All Our Struggles And Our Toils Tighter Wind The Giant Coils.

Good And Bad Are But Names Very Readily Transferable To That Or This.

Society Does Not Love Its Unmaskers.