Man,--the Aristocrat Amongst The Animals.

Woman Is At Once Apple And Serpent.

Nature, Like A True Poet, Abhors Abrupt Transitions.

With His Nightcaps And The Tatters Of His Dressing-gown He Patches Up The Gaps In The Structure Of The Universe.

Our Sweetest Hopes Rise Blooming. And Then Again Are Gone, They Bloom And Fade Alternate, And So It Goes Rolling On. I Know It, And It Troubles My Life, My Love, My Rest, My Heart Is Wise And Witty, And It Bleeds Within My Breast.

Reform Judaism Is Like Mock Turtle Soup-turtle Soup Without The Turtle