Reason Is Our Soul's Left Hand, Faith

No Man Is An Island Unto Himself.

And To 'scape Stormy Days, I Choose An Everlasting Night.

I Neglect God And His Angles For The Noise Of A Fly, For The Rattling Of A Coach, For The Whining Of A Door.

Thy Face Is Mine Eye, And Mine Is Thine.

Men Have Conceived A Twofold Use Of Sleep; It Is A Refreshing Of The Body In This Life, And A Preparing Of The Soul For The Next.