The Most Pitiful Among Men Is He

Your House Is Your Larger Body. It Grows In The Sun And Sleeps In The Stillness Of The Night; And It Is Not Dreamless. Does Not Your House Dream, And Dreaming, Leave The City For Grove Or Hilltop?

These Things He Said In Words. But Much In His Heart Remained Unsaid. For He Himself Could Not Speak His Deeper Secret.

A Man Can Be Free Without Being Great, But No Man Can Be Great Without Being Free.

Love Has No Other Desire But To Fulfill Itself.

Thus With My Lips Have I Denounced You, While My Heart, Bleeding Within Me, Called You Tender Names.