Beneath Those Stars Is A Universe Of

An Indiscriminate Distrust Of Human Nature Is The Worst Consequence Of A Miserable Condition, Whether Brought About By Innocence Or Guilt. And Though Want Of Suspicion More Than Want Of Sense, Sometimes Leads A Man Into Harm; Yet Too Much Suspicion Is As Bad As Too Little Sense.

Beneath Those Stars Is A Universe Of Gliding Monsters.

I Would Prefer Not To.

At Length I Fell Asleep, With The Volume In My Hand; And Never Slept So Sound Before

When A Companion's Heart Of Itself Overflows, The Best One Can Do Is To Do Nothing.