That Double-headed Monster Of Damnation And Salvation--time.

I Want Very Much To Be Back In The Caul, On My Back In The Dark Forever.

To Him Who Has Nothing It Is Forbidden Not To Relish Filth.

God Is A Witness That Cannot Be Sworn.

To-morrow, When I Wake, Or Think I Do, What Shall I Say Of To-day?

Words Are The Clothes Thoughts Wear.