I Loved My Country, And I Hated

Be Hypocritical, Be Cautious, Be Not What You Seem But Always What You See.

That Music In Itself, Whose Sounds Are Song, The Poetry Of Speech.

Talent May Be In Time Forgiven, But Genius Never

By Headless Charles See Heartless Henry Lies.

I Cannot Describe To You The Despairing Sensation Of Trying To Do Something For A Man Who Seems Incapable Or Unwilling To Do Anything Further For Himself.