The Coach Does Not Play In The

Few Things Surpass Old Wine; And They May Preach Who Please, The More Because They Preach In Vain

That Prose Is A Verse, And Verse Is A Prose; Convincing All, By Demonstrating Plain – Poetic Souls Delight In Prose Insane

Have Not All Past Human Beings Parted, And Must Not All The Present, One Day Part?

[armenian] Is A Rich Language, However, And Would Amply Repay Any One The Trouble Of Learning It.

Our Life Is Two Fold Sleep Hath Its Own World, A Boundary Between The Things Misnamed Death And Existence Sleep Hath Its Own World, And A Wide Realm Of Wild Reality.