Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carr >>
Death is a Dialogue between, the Spirit and the Dust. >>
Much Madness is divinest Sense -- to a discerning Eye -- much Sense -- >>
For everything exists and not one sigh nor smile nor tear, one hair no >>
A few observation and much reasoning lead to error; many observations >>
Truth is a fruit which should not be plucked until it is ripe. >>
Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.