What Are Ye Orbs? The Words Of

Hell Is More Bearable Than Nothingness.

For As Nightingales Do Upon Glow-worms Feed, So Poets Live Upon The Living Light.

Where Doubt There Truth Is - 'tis Her Shadow.

Sorrow Is A Stone That Crushes A Single Bearer To The Ground, While Two Are Able To Carry It With Ease.

I Run The Gauntlet Of A File Of Doubts, Each One Of Which Down Hurls Me To The Ground.