Poor Conceited Humanity! Interpreters Of God Indeed.

Slight Was The Thing I Bought, Small Was The Debt I Thought, Poor Was The Loan At Best - God! But The Interest!

I Hope There Is Something Worthy In My Writings And Not Merely The Novelty Of A Black Face Associated With The Power To Rhyme That Has Attracted Attention.

..we Wear The Mask That Grins And Lies, It Hides Our Cheeks And Shades Our Eyes- This Debt We Pay To Human Guile; With Torn And Bleeding Hearts We Smile.

All Play And No Work Makes Jack A Mere Toy.

With Our Short Sight We Affect To Take A Comprehensive View Of Eternity. Our Horizon Is The Universe.