The Essential Doesn't Change.

The Loss Of My Sight Was A Great Fillip. If I Could Go Deaf And Dumb I Think I Might Pant On To Be A Hundred.

The Sky Sinks In The Morning, This Fact Has Been Insufficiently Observed.

My Notes Have A Curious Tendency, As I Realize At Last, To Annihilate All They Purport To Record.

If You Don't Know Where You Are Currently Standing, You're Dead.

The Day You Die Is Just Like Any Other, Only Shorter.