A Narrow Fellow In The Grass Occasionally

The Abdication Of Belief Makes The Behavior Small- Better An Ignis Fatuus Than No Illume At All.

Dying Is A Wild Night And A New Road.

My Friends Are My Estate. Forgive Me Then The Avarice To Hoard Them!

Tis Not That Dieing Hurts Us So- Tis Living- Hurts Us More.

Other Courtesies Have Been - Other Courtesy May Be - We Commend Ourselves To Thee Paragon Of Chivalry.