Love Insists The Loved Loves Back

They Yearn For What They Fear For.

Lost Are We, And Are Only So Far Punished, That Without Hope We Live On In Desire.

My Soul Tasted That Heavenly Food, Which Gives New Appetite While It Satiates.

In Judgement Be Ye Not Too Confident, Even As A Man Who Will Appraise His Corn When Standing In A Field, Ere It Is Ripe.

If Your World Isn't Right, The Cause Is In You.