Truth Is So Rare That It Is

This So Much Joy! This So Much Joy! If I Should Fail, What Poverty! And Yet, As Poor As I Have Ventured All Upon A Throw; Have Gained! Yes! Hesitated So This Side The Victory!

Safe Despair It Is That Raves- Agony Is Frugal. Puts Itself Severe Away For Its Own Perusal.

Opinion Is A Flitting Thing But Truth Outlasts The Sun.

Memory Is A Strange Bell—jubilee, And Knell.

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers That Perches In The Soul.