Create And Stir Other People To Create.

Some Say The World Will End In Fire, Some Say In Ice.

The Fact Is The Sweetest Dream That Labor Knows.

What We Live By We Die By.

Meditate Nothing. Learn To Contemplate. Contemplate Glory. There Will Be A Light. Contemplate Truth Until It Burns Your Eyes Out.

Whose Woods These Are I Think I Know. His House Is In The Village Though; He Will Not See Me Stopping Here To Watch His Woods Fill Up With Snow.