The Stolen And Perverted Writings Of Homer

To Be An Error And To Be Cast Out Is A Part Of God's Design.

My Mother Groaned, My Father Wept, Into The Dangerous World I Leapt.

He Who Has Few Things To Desire Cannot Have Many To Fear.

Love's Secret Never Seek To Tell Thy Love, Love That Never Told Can Be; For The Gentle Wind Doth Move Silently, Invisibly. I Told My Love, I Told My Love, I Told Her All My Heart, Trembling, Cold, In Ghastly Fears. Ah! She Did Depart! Soon After She Was Gone From Me, A Traveller Came By, Silently, Invisibly: He Took Her With A Sigh.

God Forbid That Truth Should Be Confined To Mathematical Demonstration!