Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.

“Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,Or what's a heaven for?”

“As is your sort of mind,So is your sort of search:You will find what you desire.”

“I.My first thought was, he lied in every word,That hoary cripple, with maliciou…”

“There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness;....and, to…”