Solitude Is Sometimes Best Society.

Spirits When They Please Can Either Sex Assume, Or Both.

It Was From Out The Rind Of One Apple Tasted, That The Knowledge Of Good And Evil, As Two Twins Cleaving Together, Leaped Forth Into The World.

Midnight Shout And Revelry, Tipsy Dance And Jollity.

This Manner Of Writing Wherein Knowing Myself Inferior To Myself? I Have The Use, As I May Account It, But Of My Left Hand.

Hell Has No Benefits, Only Torture.