It Matters Not How Long We Live

I Have A Heart With Room For Every Joy .

Man Is One; And He Hath One Great Heart. It Is Thus We Feel, With A Gigantic Throb Athwart The Sea, Each Other's Rights And Wrongs; Thus Are We Men.

Grief Hallows Hearts, Even While It Ages Heads.

Surely The Stars Are Images Of Love.

Sorrow Is A Stone That Crushes A Single Bearer To The Ground, While Two Are Able To Carry It With Ease.