Still Desiring, We Live Without

Abandon All Hope, Ye Who Enter Here.

Because Your Question Searches For Deep Meaning, I Shall Explain In Simple Words

Heat Cannot Be Separated From Fire, Or Beauty From The Eternal.

I Am Made Of God, Through His Grace. Such That Your Misery Touches Me Not, Nor Does Flame Of That Burning Assail Me.

The Wisest Are The Most Annoyed At The Loss Of Time.