You Shall Judge A Man By His

And Perhaps In This Is The Whole Difference; Perhaps All The Wisdom, And All Truth, And All Sincerity, Are Just Compressed Into That Inappreciable Moment Of Time In Which We Step Over The Threshold Of The Invisible.

We Live As We Dream - Alone.

Words, As Is Well Known, Are The Great Foes Of Reality.

I Am Afraid That If You Want To Go Down Into History You'll Have To Do Something For It.

Sleep After Toyle, Port After Stormie Seas, Ease After Warre, Death After Life, Does Greatly Please.