Night Is A World Lit By Itself.

I Can Wait For You Longer. Because You Have Arrived.

All The Suns Labor To Kindle Your Flame And A Microbe Puts It Out.

I Know What I Have Given You, I Do Not Know What You Have Received.

God Has Given A Great Deal To Man, But Man Would Like Something From Man.

Situated In Some Nebulous Distance I Do What I Do So That The Universal Balance Of Which I Am A Part May Remain A Balance.