He Who Kisses Joy As It Flies

Each Man Is Haunted Until His Humanity Awakens.

I See Through My Eyes, Not With Them.

May God Us Keep From Single Vision And Newton's Sleep.

Abstinence Sows Sand All Over The Ruddy Limbs And Flaming Hair, But Desire Gratified Plants Fruits Of Life And Beauty There.

To The Eyes Of A Miser A Guinea Is More Beautiful Than The Sun, And A Bag Worn With The Use Of Money Has More Beautiful Proportions Than A Vine Filled With Grapes.