My Heart In Passion, And

On With The Dance! Let Joy Be Unconfin'd No Sleep Till Morn, When Youth And Pleasure Meet To Chase The Glowing Hours With Flying Feet

If I Don't Write To Empty My Mind, I Go Mad.

And If I Laugh At Any Mortal Thing, 'tis That I May Not Weep.

What Deep Wounds Ever Closed Without A Scar?

For Truth Is Always Strange; Stranger Than Fiction.