Convinced Myself, I Seek Not To Convince.

Where The Good And The Bad And The Worst And The Best Have Gone To Their Eternal Rest.

A Lie Travels Round The World While Truth Is Putting Her Boots On.

Odors Have An Altogether Peculiar Force, In Affecting Us Through Association; A Force Differing Essentially From That Of Objects Addressing The Touch, The Taste, The Sight Or The Hearing.

But Psyche Uplifting Her Finger Said: Sadly This Star I Mistrust

Yet, Mad Am I Not — And Very Surely Do I Not Dream.