Madness Is The Exception In Individuals But

Thus I Spoke, More And More Softly; For I Was Afraid Of My Own Thoughts And The Thoughts Behind My Thoughts.

What Is It That You Love In Others?--my Hopes.

What Is Genius?- To Aspire To A Lofty Aim And To Will The Means To That Aim.

Love Is Blind, Friends Close Their Eyes

And I Offer You This Parable: Not A Few Who Sought To Cast Out Their Devil Entered Into The Swine Themselves.