Like Ships That Have Gone Down At

Go Where We May, Rest Where We Will, Eternal London Haunts Us Still.

The Key To Seeing The World's Soul, And In The Process Wakening Our Own, Is To Get Over The Confusion By Which We Think That Fact Is Real And Imagination Is Illusion.

Soul Is To Be Found In The Vicinity Of Taboo.

This Wretched Brain Gave Way, And I Became A Wreck At Random Driven, Without One Glimpse Of Reason Or Heaven.

The Heart That Has Truly Loved Never Forgets, But As Truly Loves On To The Close.