Children picking up our bones Will never know that these were once As quick as foxes on the hill.

The mind can never be satisfied.

Key West, unfortunately, is becoming rather literary and artistic.

The way through the world is more difficult to find than the way beyond it.

Civilization must be destroyed. The hairy saints of the North have earned this crumb by their complaints.

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.

We have been a little insane about the truth. We have had an obsession.