We Are All Patchwork, And So Shapeless

The Continuous Work Of Our Life Is To Build Death.

A Man Must Either Imitate The Vicious Or Hate Them.

A Strong Imagination Begetteth Opportunity.

Nature Is A Gentle Guide, But Not More Sweet And Gentle Than Prudent And Just.

I Have A Vocabulary All My Own. I "pass The Time" When It Is Wet And Disagreeable. When It Is Fine I Do Not Wish To Pass It; I Ruminate It And Hold On To It. We Should Hasten Over The Bad, And Settle Upon The Good.