How Delicate Her Feet Who Shuns The

I Am A Part Of All That I Have Met. Yet, Experience Is An Arch Wherethro Gleams That Untravl'd World Whose Margin Fades Forever And Forever When I Move.

Being Eaten By A Crocodile Is Just Like Going To Sleep...in A Giant Blender.

Ill Fares The State Where Many Masters Rule; Let One Be Lord, One King Supreme.

Nay If Even In The House Of Hades The Dead Forget Their Dead, Yet Will I Even There Be Mindful Of My Dear Comrade.

It Never Was Our Guise To Slight The Poor, Or Aught Humane Despise.