Winds And Waters Keepa Hush More Dead

Soul's Castle Fell At One Blast Of Temptation, But Many A Worm Had Pierced The Foundation.

She Danced A Jig, She Sung A Song That Took My Heart Away.

Autumn's The Mellow Time.

Writing Is Learning To Say Nothing, More Cleverly Every Day.

A Man Who Keeps A Diary Pays, Due Toll To Many Tedious Days; But Life Becomes Eventful—then, His Busy Hand Forgets The Pen. Most Books, Indeed, Are Records Less Of Fulness Than Of Emptiness.