Wisely, And Slow. They Stumble

For Trust Not Him That Hath Once Broken Faith

The Eye Sees All, But The Mind Shows Us What We Want To See.

This Is The Very Coinage Of Your Brain: This Bodiless Creation Ecstasy.

Happy Are They That Hear Their Detractions, And Can Put Them To Mending.

I Will Go Wash; And When My Face Is Fair, You Shall Perceive Whether I Blush Or No.