I Had A Dream, Which Was Not

A Mistress Never Is Nor Can Be A Friend. While You Agree, You Are Lovers; And When It Is Over, Anything But Friends.

This Is To Be Mortal, And Seek The Things Beyond Mortality.

And I Would Hear Yet Once Before I Perish The Voice Which Was My Music... Speak To Me!

Grief Should Be The Instructor Of The Wise; Sorrow Is Knowledge.

I Should Be Very Willing To Redress Men Wrongs, And Rather Check Than Punish Crimes, Had Not Cervantes, In That All Too True Tale Of Quixote, Shown How All Such Efforts Fail.