There Is Something More Terrible

Fame Must Have Enemies, As Light Must Have Gnats.

The Sewer Is The Conscience Of The City.

Thus, During Those Nineteen Years Of Torture And Slavery, Did This Soul Rise And Fall At The Same Time. Light Entered On The One Side, And Darkness On The Other.

I Met In The Street A Very Poor Young Man Who Was In Love. His Hat Was Old, His Coat Worn, His Cloak Was Out At The Elbows, The Water Passed Through His Shoes, - And The Stars Through His Soul.

If You Are Stone, Be Magnetic; If A Plant, Be Sensitive; But If You Are Human Be Love.