The Wonderlander

Unjust laws exist; shall we be content to obey them, or shall we endeavor to amend them, and obey them until we have succeeded, or shall we transgress them at once?

The broadest and most prevalent error requires the most disinterested virtue to sustain it.

Dry bones can harm no one.

What is that sound high in the air
Murmur of maternal lamentation

Who is the third who walks always beside you?
When I count, there are only you and I together
But when I look ahead up the white road
There is always another one walking beside you
Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded
I do not know whether man or a woman
- But who is that on the other side of you?

After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After the agony in stony places
The shouting and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying