Existence Has Overpowered Books. Today I Slew

Love Is Done When Loves Begun, Sages Say, But Have Sages Known?

Apparently With No Surprise To Any Happy Flower The Frost Beheads It At Its Play -- In Accidental Power -- The Blonde Assassin Passes On -- The Sun Proceeds Unmoved To Measure Off Another Day For An Approving God.

Life Is A Spell So Exquisite That Everything Conspires To Break It.

I Felt A Cleaving In My Mind- As If My Brain Had Split- I Tried To Match It- Seam By Seam- But Could Not Make It Fit.

How Much Can Come And Much Can Go, And Yet Abide The World!