Our Critical Day Is Not The Very

So In A Voice, So In A Shapeless Flame, Angels Affect Us Often.

To An Incompetent Judge I Must Not Lie, But I May Be Silent; To A Competent I Must Answer.

No Spring Nor Summer Beauty Hath Such Grace As I Have Seen In One Autumnal Face.

The World Is A Great Volume, And Man The Index Of That Book; Even In The Body Of Man, You May Turn To The Whole World.

The Flea, Though He Kill None, He Does All The Harm He Can.