Discourse, The Sweeter Banquet Of The Mind.

So Peaceful Shalt Thou End Thy Blissful Days, And Steal Thyself From Life By Slow Decays.

The Tongue Of Man Is A Twisty Thing.

I Am So Smart. I Am So Smart. I Am So Smart. S-m-r-t ... Uh, I Mean S-m-a-r-t.

See Now, How Men Lay Blame Upon Us Gods For What Is After All Nothing But Their Own Folly.

A Generous Heart Repairs A Slanderous Tongue.