Better Be Courted And Jilted Than Never

The Smaller Your Reality, The More Convinced You Are That You Know Everything.

O Star-eyed Science, Hast Thou Wander'd There, To Waft Us Home The Message Of Despair?

Oh, How Hard It Is To Find The One Just Suited To Our Mind!

Love! The Surviving Gift Of Heaven, The Choicest Sweet Of Paradise, In Life's Else Bitter Cup Distilled.

One Moment May With Bliss Repay Unnumbered Hours Of Pain.