Men Love In Haste, But They Detest

The Sight Of Blood To Crowds Begets The Thirst Of More, As The First Wine-cup Leads To The Long Revel.

Sleep Hath Its Own World, And The Wide Realm Of Wild Reality.

Good Work And Joyous Play Go Hand In Hand. When Play Stops, Old Age Begins. Play Keeps You From Taking Life Too Seriously.

Mark! Where His Carnage And His Conquests Cease, He Makes A Solitude And Calls It-peace!

My Altars Are The Mountains And The Ocean.