Scorching my seared heart with a pain, not hell shall make me fear again. — Edgar Allan Poe. American writer and critic (1809–1849)
It may well be doubted whether human ingenuity can construct an enigma... which human ingenuity may not, by proper application, resolve.
Depend upon it, after all, Thomas, Literature is the most noble of professions. In fact, it is about the only one fit for a man. For my own part, there is no seducing me from the path.