Virtue Has Her Heroes Too As Well

Innocence Has A Friend In Heaven.

As Noble Art Has Survived Noble Nature, So Too She Marches Ahead Of It, Fashioning And Awakening By Her Inspiration. Before Truth Sends Her Triumphant Light Into The Depths Of The Heart, Imagination Catches Its Rays, And The Peaks Of Humanity Will Be Glowing When Humid Night Still Lingers In The Valleys.

Soon Is The Struggle Past, And To The Earth, To The Eternal Sun, I Render Back These Atoms, Joined In Me For Pain And Pleasure.

You Saw His Weakness, And He Will Never Forgive You.

Man, Living, Feeling Man, Is The Easy Sport Of The Over-mastering Present.