You Are Ice And Fire The Touch

Time! Joyless Emblem Of The Greed Of Millions, Robber Of The Best Which Earth Can Give.

Happiness, To Some, Elation; Is, To Others, Mere Stagnation.

If What We Worship Fail Us, Still The Fire Burns On, And It Is Much To Have Believed.

Can You See Through The Night, Woman, That You Stare So Upon It? Man, What Sparks Do Your Eyes Follow In The Smouldering Darkness?

All Books Are Either Dreams Or Swords, You Can Cut, Or You Can Drug, With Words.