Naught But God Can Satisfy The Soul.

Evil And Good Are God's Right Hand And Left.

A Poet Not In Love Is Out At Sea; He Must Have A Lay-figure.

Night Brings Out Stars As Sorrow Shows Us Truths.

O, There Is Naught On Earth Worth Being Known But God And Our Own Souls!

He Is A Fool Who Is Not For Love And Beauty. I Speak Unto The Young, For I Am Of Them And Always Shall Be.