Forever Is Made Up Of Nows.

Morning Without You Is A Dwindled Dawn.

Which Anguish Was The Utterest--then-- To Perish, Or To Live?

When A Lover Is A Beggar Abject Is His Knee. When A Lover Is An Owner Different Is He.

You'll Find It-when You Try To Die- The Easier To Let Go- For Recollecting Such As Went- You Could Not Spare-you Know.

You Can Stay Young As Long As You Learn.