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The Fool Who Persists In His Folly Will Become Wise.

Death Is Terrible, Tho' Borne On Angels' Wings!

Come O'er The Eastern Hills, And Let Our Winds Kiss Thy Perfumed Garments; Let Us Taste Thy Morn And Evening Breath; Scatter Thy Pearls Upon Our Love-sick Land That Mourns For Thee.

He Who Replies To Words Of Doubt Doth Put The Light Of Knowledge Out.

You Never Know What Is Enough Unless You Know What Is More Than Enough.