I'll Try A Pagan Friend,

The Past Is The Textbook Of Tyrants; The Future Is The Bible Of The Free.

There Are Doubts, Sir, Which, If Man Have Them, It Is Not Man That Can Solve Them.

The Sweetest Joys Of Life Grow In The Very Jaws Of Its Perils.

There's Magic In The Water That Draws All Men Away Form The Land, That Leads Them Over Hills, Down Creeks And Streams And Rivers To The Sea.

Will You, Or Will You Not, Quit Me? I Now Demanded In A Sudden Passion, Advancing Close To Him. "i Would Prefer Not To Quit You", He Replied, Gently Emphasizing The Not.