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Every Moment Is A New And Shocking Transvaluation Of All We Have Ever Been.

What Have We Given? My Friend, Blood Shaking My Heart The Awful Daring Of A Moment's Surrender Which An Age Of Prudence Can Never Retract By This, And This Only, We Have Existed.

We See The Light But See Not Whence It Comes. O Light Invisible, We Glorify Thee!

Men Dislike Being Awakened From Their Death In Life.

It's Strange That Words Are So Inadequate. Yet, Like The Asthmatic Struggling For Breath, So The Lover Must Struggle For Words.