Fear Is Static That Prevents Me From

The Ancient Mariner Would Not Have Taken So Well If It Had Been Called The Old Sailor.

Oaths Are But Words, And Words Are But Wind.

What Is Faith But A Kind Of Betting Or Speculation After All? It Should Be, I Bet That My Redeemer Liveth.

Men Are Seldom More Commonplace Than On Supreme Occasions.

[p]oetry Resembles Metaphysics: One Does Not Mind One's Own, But One Does Not Like Anyone Else's.