Do The Devils Lie? No; For Then

I Could Never Divide Myself From Any Man Upon The Difference Of An Opinion, Or Be Angry With His Judgment For Not Agreeing With Me In That From Which Perhaps Within A Few Days I Should Dissent Myself.

Life Itself Is But The Shadow Of Death, And Souls Departed But The Shadows Of The Living: All Things Fall Under This Name. The Sun Itself Is But The Dark Simulacrum, And The Light But The Shadow Of God.

Circles And Right Lines Limit And Close All Bodies, And The Mortal Right-lined Circle Must Conclude And Shut Up All.

It Is The Common Wonder Of All Men, How Among So Many Million Faces, There Should Be None Alike.

(death Is) A Leap Into The Dark.