As I Am. As I Am. All

What Did It Avail To Pray When He Knew His Soul Lusted After Its Own Destruction?

There's No Friends Like The Old Friends.

Any Object, Intensely Regarded, May Be A Gate Of Access To The Incorruptible Eons Of The Gods.

Man And Woman, Love, What Is It? A Cork And A Bottle.

His Heart Danced Upon Her Movement Like A Cork Upon A Tide.