Oh death, death, why do you never come to me thus summoned always day by day?

To give birth is a fearsome thing; there is no hating the child one has borne even when injured by it.

Surely, to think your own the only wisdom, and yours the only word, the only will, betrays a shallow spirit, an empty heart.

Money: There's nothing in the world so demoralizing as money.

Oh death, death, why do you never come to me thus summoned always day by day?

Sleep, ignorant of pain, sleep, ignorant of grief, may you come to us blowing softly, kindly, kindly come king.

Ignorance is a tough evil to conquer.