There is no safety-net to protect against attraction.

Change lays her hand not upon the truth.

Heart's ease of pansy, pleasure or thought, Which would the picture give us of these? Surely the heart that conceived it sought Heart's ease.

In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part.

The sun is all about the world we see, the breath and strength of every spring.

There lived a singer in France of old By the tideless dolorous midland sea. In a land of sand and rain and gold There shone one woman, and none but she.

Despair the twin-born of devotion.