Earth Gets Its Price For What Earth

The Time Is Ripe, And Rotten-ripe, For Change... [truth's] Mirror Is Turned Forward, To Reflect The Promise Of The Future, Not The Past.

How I Do Love The Earth. I Feel It Thrill Under My Feet. I Feel Somehow As If It Were Conscious Of My Love, As If Something Passed Into My Dancing Blood From It.

The Traitor To Humanity Is The Traitor Most Accurst.

His Heart Kep' Goin' Pity-pat, But Hern Went Pity-zekle.

A Sneer Is The Weapon Of The Weak.