Exuberance Is Beauty.

Do What You Will This Life's A Fiction, And Is Made Up Of Contradiction.

Man Was Made For Joy And Woe, And When This We Rightly Know Through The World We Safely Go. Joy And Woe Are Woven Fine, A Clothing For The Soul To Bind.

Both Read The Bible Day And Night, But Thou Read Black Where I Read White.

He Who Shall Teach The Child To Doubtthe Rotting Grave Shall Ne'er Get Out.

The Gulfing Whale Was Like A Dot In The Spell. Yet Look Upon It, And 'twould Size And Swell To Its Huge Self, And The Minutest Fish Would Pass The Very Hardest Gazer's Wish, And Show His Little Eye's Anatomy.