Your belief systems limit your reality to a sub-set of the solution space that does not contain the answer.

The prophet's mantle, ere his flight began, Dropt on the world--a sacred gift to man.

What millions died that Caesar might be great!

For there no yew nor cypress spread their glom But roses blossom'd each rustic tomb.

The popularity of that baby-faced boy, who possessed not even the elements of a good actor, was a hallucination in the public mind, and a disgrace to our theatrical history.

The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.

His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest.