Spira, Spera. (breathe, Hope)

The Most Beautiful Of Altars, He Said, Is The Soul Of An Unhappy Creature Consoled And Thankfing God.

The Aim Of Art Is Almost Divine: To Bring To Life Again If It Is Writing History, To Create If It Is Writing Poetry.

To Love Another Person Is To See The Face Of God.

Liberation Is Not Deliverance.

Popularity - A Piece Of Faded Tinsel, That Is Out Of Date.