Bob Riley, a kind soul who “treads lightly in this world,” is in the 22nd year of a federal life without parole LSD sentence.

Great faith it needs, according to my view, To trust in that which never could be true.

There are in life real evils enough, and it is folly to afflict ourselves with imaginary ones; it is time enough when the real ones arrive.

The best doctors give the least medicines

Pure and undimmed, thy angel smile Is mirrored on my dreams, Like evening's sunset-girded isle Upon her shadowed streams: And o'er my thoughts thy vision floats, Like melody of spring-bird, notes; When the blue halcyon gently laves His plumage in the flashing waves.

If we don't hang together, by Heavens we shall hang separately

Man and woman have each of them qualities and tempers in which the other is deficient, and which in union contribute to the common felicity.