Fine Manners Need The Support Of Fine

We Wake From One Dream Into Another Dream.

What You Do Thunders Above Your Head So Loudly, I Cannot Hear The Words You Speak.

A Hero Is A Man Who Is Afraid To Run Away.

I Am Constrained Every Moment To Acknowledge A Higher Origin For Events Than The Will I Call Mine.

The Passive Master Lent His Hand, To The Vast Soul Which O'er Him Planned.