Beware The People Weeping When They Bare

Methinks We Have Hugely Mistaken This Matter Of Life And Death. Methinks That What They Call My Shadow Here On Earth Is My True Substance. Methinks That In Looking At Things Spiritual, We Are Too Much Like Oysters Observing The Sun Through The Water, And Thinking That Thick Water The Thinnest Of Air. Me Thinks My Body Is But The Lees Of My Better Being. In Fact Take My Body Who Will, Take It I Say, It Is Not Me.

There Are Doubts, Sir, Which, If Man Have Them, It Is Not Man That Can Solve Them.

Faith And Philosophy Are Air, But Events Are Brass.

Flight From Tyranny Does Not Of Itself Insure A Safe Asylum, Far Less A Happy Home.

The Most Mighty Of Nature's Laws Is This, That Out Of Death She Brings Life.