The True Genius Shudders At Incompleteness.

It Would Be Mockery To Call Such Dreariness Heaven At All.

And I Fell Violently On My Face.

Take Thy Beak From Out My Heart, And Take Thy Form From Off My Door!” Quoth The Raven, “nevermore.

Read This And Thought Of You: Through Joy And Through Sorrow, I Wrote. Through Hunger And Through Thirst, I Wrote. Through Good Report And Through Ill Report, I Wrote. Through Sunshine And Through Moonshine, I Wrote. What I Wrote It Is Unnecessary To Say. ~ Edgar Allen Poe

Indeed, There Is An Eloquence In True Enthusiasm That Is Not To Be Doubted.