He Hears But Half Who Hears One

To Learn Is To Be Young, However Old.

From A Just Fraud God Turneth Not Away.

The Reward Of Suffering Is Experience

Old Men Are Children Once Again A Dream That Sways And Wavers Into The Hard Light Of Day.

The Seed Of Mortals Broods O'er Passing Things, And Hath Nought Surer Than The Smoke-cloud's Shadow.