So scented the grim Feature, and upturn'd His nostril wide into the murky air, Sagacious of his quarry from so far.

Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies.

I will not deny but that the best apology against false accusers is silence and sufferance, and honest deeds set against dishonest words.

Come knit hands, and beat the ground in a light fantastic round

The pious and just honoring of ourselves may be thought the fountainhead from whence every laudable and worthy enterprise issues forth.

Confusion heard his voice, and wild uproar Stood ruled, stood vast infinitude confined; Till at his second bidding darkness fled, Light shone, and order from disorder sprung.

The never-ending flight Of future days.