When A Wise Man Gives

Are You Sure/that We Are Awake? It Seems To Me/that Yet We Sleep, We Dream

The Tongues Of Dying Men Enforce Attention Like Deep Harmony.

A Girl Takes Too Much Time To Love And A Few Seconds To Hate. But A Boy Takes A Few Seconds To Love And Too Much Time To Hate.

...an Old Man Is Twice A Child.

The Wound Of Peace Is Surety, Surety Secure; But Modest Doubt Is Called The Beacon Of The Wise, The Tent That Searches To Th' Bottom Of The Worst.