There Is In Hell A

Love, That Exempts No One Beloved From Loving, Seized Me With Pleasure Of This Man So Strongly, That, As Thou Seest, It Doth Not Yet Desert Me.

My Soul Tasted That Heavenly Food, Which Gives New Appetite While It Satiates.

I Care Not Where My Body May Take Me As Long As My Soul Is Embarked On A Meaningful Journey.

O Human Race, Born To Fly Upward, Wherefore At A Little Wind Dost Thou So Fall?

Fame Is Not Won On Downy Plumes Nor Under Canopies; The Man Who Consumes His Days Without Obtaining It Leaves Such Mark Of Himself On Earth As Smoke In Air Or Foam On Water.