My Love Was Both Humble And Audacious,

For Really, Dreaming Is The Well-mannered People's Way Of Committing Suicide.

A Visitor Is A Friend, He Brings News, Good Or Bad, Which Is Bread To The Hungry Minds In Lonely Places. A Real Friend Who Comes To The House Is A Heavenly Messenger, Who Brings The Panis Angelorum.

My Love Was Both Humble And Audacious, Like That Of A Page For His Lady.

A Poet's Mission Is To Make Others Confound Fiction And Reality In Order To Render Them, For An Hour, Mysteriously Happy.

The Best Of My Nature Reveals Itself In Play, And Play Is Sacred.