Justice While She Winks At Crimes, Stumbles

Is Life Worth Living? This Is A Question For An Embryo Not For A Man.

Fear Is Static That Prevents Me From Hearing Myself.

The Ancient Mariner Would Not Have Taken So Well If It Had Been Called The Old Sailor.

Autumn Is The Mellower Season, And What We Lose In Flowers We More Than Gain In Fruits.

Letters Are Like Wine; If They Are Sound They Ripen With Keeping. A Man Should Lay Down Letters As He Does A Cellar Of Wine.