For Love Is Immortality.

Presentiment Is That Long Shadow On The Lawn Indicative That Suns Go Down; The Notice To The Startled Grass That Darkness Is About To Pass.

Does Not Eternity Appear Dreadful To You. I Often Get To Thinking Of It And It Seems So Dark To Me That I Almost Wish There Was No Eternity. To Think That We Must Forever Live And Never Cease To Be. It Seems As If Death Would Be A Relief To So Endless A State Of Existence.

We Turn Not Older With Years But Newer Every Day.

Endow The Living - With The Tears - You Squander On The Dead.

Nothing More Do I Ask Than To Share With You The Ecstasy And Sacrament Of My Life.