Awful Night! Ancestral Mystery Of Mysteries.

Somebody Put A Drop Under A Magnifying-glass And It Was All Semicolons And Parentheses.

There Is No Despair So Absolute As That Which Comes With The First Moments Of Our First Great Sorrow, When We Have Not Yet Known What It Is To Have Suffered And Be Healed, To Have Despaired And Have Recovered Hope.

Art Is The Nearest Thing To Life; It Is A Mode Of Amplifying Experience And Extending Our Contact With Our Fellow Men Beyond The Bounds Of Our Personal Lot.

To Have Suffered Much Is Like Knowing Many Languages. Thou Hast Learned To Understand All.

There's Many A Good Bit O' Work Done With A Sad Heart.