Eternal Love Made Me.

From There We Came Outside And Saw The Stars

The Loser, When A Game Of Dice Is Done, Remains Behind Reviewing Every Roll Sadly, And Sadly Wiser, And Alone.

Love, Who Insists That Love Shall Mutual Be, Link'd Me To Him With Charm Strong As Our Fates; Even Now It Leaves Me Not, As Thou Dost See.

From A Little Spark May Burst A Flame.

He Is Not Always At Ease Who Laughs.