Improvement Makes Strait Roads, But The Crooked

Little Lamb, Who Made Thee? Dost Thou Know Who Made Thee?

Desperate Remorse Swallows The Present In A Quenchless Rage.

I Care Not Whether A Man Is Good Or Evil; All That I Care / Is Whether He Is A Wise Man Or A Fool. Go! Put Off Holiness, / And Put On Intellect.

In The Universe, There Are Things That Are Known, And Things That Are Unknown, And In Between, There Are Doors.

I See The Past, Present & Future Existing All At Once Before Me.