We Of The Craft Are All Crazy.

But Stories Somehow Lengthen When Begun.

Truth Is A Gem That Is Found At A Great Depth; Whilst On The Surface Of The World All Things Are Weighed By The False Scale Of Custom.

There Is A Tear For All Who Die, A Mourner O'er The Humblest Grave.

The 'good Old Times' - All Times When Old Are Good.

To Chase The Glowing Hours With Flying Feet.