Intellect--brain Force.

Joy All Creatures Drink At Nature's Bosoms.

While The Womanly God Demands Our Veneration, The Godlike Woman Kindles Our Love; But While We Allow Ourselves To Melt In The Celestial Loveliness, The Celestial Self-sufficiency Holds Us Back In Awe.

The Worst Of Me Is Known, And I Can Say That I Am Better Than The Reputation I Bear.

Pain Is Short, And Joy Is Eternal.

Only Through Beauty's Morning-gate, Dost Thou Penetrate The Land Of Knowledge.