Truth Can Be Outraged By Silence Quite

I Wear The Key Of Memory, And Can Open Every Door In The House Of My Life.

When Men Make Themselves Into Brutes It Is Just To Treat Them Like Brutes.

For Still I See That Forethought Spares Afterthought And After-sorrow.

Oh, The Soul Keeps Its Youth!

To Take Offence Is A Great Folly, And To Give Offence Is A Great Folly - I Know Not Which Is The Greater.