Love Kindled By Virtue Always

A Rapid Bolt Will Rend The Clouds Apart, And Every Single White Be Seared By Wounds. I Tell You This. I Want It All To Hurt.

A Man's Renown Is Like The Hue Of Grass, Which Comes And Goes.

Small Projects Need Much More Help Than Great.

Midway Upon The Journey Of Our Life

Will Cannot Be Quenched Against Its Will.