What Is Mind? No Matter. What Is

I Resolved That, Like The Sun, As Long As My Day Lasted, I Would Look On The Bright Side Of Everything.

Extremes Meet', As The Whiting Said With Its Tail In Its Mouth.

For My Part, Getting Up Seems Not So Easy By Half As Lying.

Bells Are Musics Laughter.

Some Dreams We Have Are Nothing Else But Dreams, Unnatural And Full Of Contradictions; Yet Others Of Our Most Romantic Schemes, Are Something More Than Fictions.