Go To Sleep In Peace.

Animals Are Nothing But The Portrayal Of Our Virtues And Vices Made Manifest To Our Eyes, The Visible Reflections Of Our Souls.

The Man Is Placed Where The Earth Ends, The Woman, Where The Heaven Starts.

Rhyme, That Enslaved Queen, That Supreme Charm Of Our Poetry, That Creator Of Our Meter.

Memory Is A Gulf That A Word Can Move To Its Lowest Depths.

Wisdom Is A Sacred Communion.