We Live Counterfeit Lives In Order To

One Is Always Wrong To Open A Conversation With The Devil, For, However He Goes About It, He Always Insists Upon Having The Last Word.

True Eloquence Forgoes Eloquence.

Everything Has Been Said Before, But Since Nobody Listens We Have To Keep Going Back And Beginning All Over Again.

To What A Degree The Same Past Can Leave Different Marks - And Especially Admit Of Different Interpretations.

Oh, Would That My Mind Could Let Fall Its Dead Ideas, As The Tree Does Its Withered Leaves!