The Beginnings And Endings Of All Human

He Was Afflicted By The Thought That Where Beauty Was, Nothing Ever Ran Quite Straight, Which No Doubt, Was Why So Many People Looked On It As Immoral.

Life Calls The Tune, We Dance.

Matters Change And Morals Change; Men Remain.

As A Man Lives And Thinks, So He Will Write.

Memory Heaps Dead Leaves On Corpse-like Deeds, From Under Which They Do But Vaguely Offend The Sense.