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Of All The Senses, Sight Must Be The Most Delightful.

We Could Never Learn To Be Brave And Patient, If There Were Only Joy In The World.

My Optimism Is Grounded In Two Worlds, Myself And What Is About Me. I Demand That The World Be Good, And Lo, It Obeys. I Proclaim The World Good, And Facts Range Themselves To Prove My Proclamation Overwhelmingly True.

We Should Not Think Of Conversion As The Acceptance Of A Particular Creed, But As A Change Of Heart.

Oh, You Think The Darkness Is Your Ally, But You Merely Adopted The Dark. I Was Born In It. Molded By It.