I Have Found Among My Papers A

We Usually Lose Today, Because There Has Been A Yesterday, And Tomorrow Is Coming.

Ah! My Poor Brain Is Racked And Crazed, My Spirit And Senses Amazed!

Is It Life, I Ask, Is It Even Prudence, To Bore Thyself And Bore The Students?

There Is Nothing Worth Thinking But It Has Been Thought Before; We Must Only Try To Think It Again.

Once I Blazed Across The Sky, Leaving Trails Of Flame; I Fell To Earth, And Here I Lie - Who'll Help Me Up Again? -a Shooting Star