Much Madness is divinest Sense -- To a discerning Eye -- Much Sense -- the starkest Madness -- 'Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -- Assent -- and you are sane -- Demur -- you're straightway dangerous -- And handled with a Chain --

The older I grow the more do I love spring and spring flowers. Is it so with you?

One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place.

Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times.

In the name of the bee And of the butterfly And of the breeze, amen!

Hold dear to your parents for it is a scary and confusing world without them.

I was almost persuaded to be a Christian. I thought I never again could be thoughtless and worldly. But I soon forgot my morning prayer or else it was irksome to me. One by one my old habits returned and I cared less for religion than ever.