He Makes A Solitude, And Calls It

Let None Think To Fly The Danger For Soon Or Late Love Is His Own Avenger.

Think'st Thou Existence Doth Depend On Time? It Doth; But Actions Are Our Epochs.

Once More Upon The Waters! Yet Once More! And The Waves Bound Beneath Me As A Steed That Knows His Rider.

Love Rules The Camp, The Court, The Grove - For Love Is Heaven, And Heaven Is Love.

I Am No Platonist, I Am Nothing At All; But I Would Sooner Be A Paulician, Manichean, Spinozist, Gentile, Pyrrhonian, Zoroastrian, Than One Of The Seventy-two Villainous Sects Who Are Tearing Each Other To Pieces For The Love Of The Lord And Hatred Of Each Other.