But Facts Are Facts And Flinch Not.

There Is No Truer Truth Obtainable By Man Than Comes Of Music

I Trust In Nature For The Stable Laws Of Beauty And Utility. Spring Shall Plant And Autumn Garner To The End Of Time.

My Care Is For Myself; Myself Am Whole And Sole Reality.

But Facts Are Facts And Flinch Not.

Dear, Dead Women, With Such Hair, Too--what's Become Of All The Gold Used To Hang And Brush Their Bosoms?