From A Proud Tower In The Town,

A Gentleman With A Pug Nose Is A Contradiction In Terms.

As A Viewed Myself In A Fragment Of Looking-glass..., I Was So Impressed With A Sense Of Vague Awe At My Appearance ... That I Was Seized With A Violent Tremour.

Perversity Is The Human Thirst For Self-torture.

The Depth Lies In The Valleys Where We Seek Her, And Not Upon The Mountain-tops Where She Is Found.

From A Proud Tower In The Town, Death Looks Gigantically Down.