None but blockheads copy each other.
I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.
Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you.
Little fly, thy summer's play My thoughtless hand has brushed away. Am not I a fly like thee? Or art not thou a man like me? For I dance and drink and sing, Till some blind hand shall brush my wing!
The eye altering, alters all.
Each man must create his own system or else he is a slave to another mans