And Looks Commercing With The

The Sun To Me Is Dark And Silent As The Moon, When She Deserts The Night Hid In Her Vacant Interlunar Cave.

Time, Though In Eternity, Applied To Motion, Measures All Things Durable By Present, Past, And Future.

No Date Prefixed Directs Me In The Starry Rubric Set.

Time Is The Subtle Thief Of Youth.

He Who Destroys A Good Book Kills Reason Itself.