The End Of Pain We Take As

It's Interesting To Observe That Almost All Truly Worthy Men Have Simple Manners, And That Simple Manners Are Almost Always Taken As A Sign Of Little Worth

The End Of Pain We Take As Happiness.

Everything Since Homer Has Improved, Except Poetry.

What Do You Do There, Moon, In The Sky? Tell Me What You Do, Silent Moon. When Evening Comes You Rise And Go Contemplating Wastelands; Then You Set.

He Who Doubts, Knows - Knows As Much As Can Be Known.