The candid incline to surmise of late that the Christian faith proves false.

"With this same key Shakespeare unlocked his heart" once more! Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare he!

White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so; life's business being just the terrible choice.

There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with for evil so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.

A minute of success pays for years of failure.

O lyric Love, half angel and half bird. And all a wonder and a wild desire.

You call for faith: I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists. The more of doubt, the stronger faith, I say, If faith o'ercomes doubt.