Tis Sweet To Listen As The Night

I Am So Changeable, Being Everything By Turns And Nothing Long - Such A Strange Melange Of Good And Evil.

Sweet Is Revenge-especially To Women.

Nothing So Difficult As A Beginning In Poesy, Unless Perhaps The End.

Hatred Is The Madness Of The Heart.

But There Are Wanderers O'er Eternity Whose Bark Drives On And On, And Anchor'd Ne'er Shall Be.