An Evil Deed Is Better Left Undone,

I Was So Astonished That Another Had Penetrated So Deeply Into The Secrets Of My Soul, And That He Knew What I Did Not Know Myself, That When I Recovered From It He Had Already Been Long Upon The Street.

Even A Good Man Sees Evil Days, As Long As His Good Deed Has Not Ripened; But When His Good Deed Has Ripened, Then Does The Good Man See Happy Days.

The First Pages Of Memory Are Like The Old Family Bible. The First Leaves Are Wholly Faded And Somewhat Soiled With Handling. But, When We Turn Further, And Come To The Chapters Where Adam And Eve Were Banished From Paradise, Then, All Begins To Grow Clear And Legible.

He In Whom All This Is Destroyed, And Taken Out With The Very Root, He, When Freed From Hatred And Wise, Is Called Respectable.

I Believe I Can Even Yet Remember When I Saw The Stars For The First Time.