In This World A Man Must Either

If A Woman Shows Too Often The Medusa's Head, She Must Not Be Astonished If Her Lover Is Turned Into Stone.

White Swan Of Cities Slumbering In Thy Nest . . . White Phantom City, Whose Untrodden Streets Are Rivers, And Whose Pavements Are The Shifting Shadows Of The Palaces And Strips Of Sky.

Whatever Poet, Orator, Or Sage May Say Of It, Old Age Is Still Old Age.

The Counterfeit And Counterpart Of Nature Is Reproduced In Art.

Sorrow And Silence Are Strong, And Patient Endurance Is Godlike.