The sole purpose is to provide infinite springs, at which the soul may allay the eternal thirst TO KNOW which is forever unquenchable within it, since to quench it, would be to extinguish the soul's self.
We loved with a love that was more than love.
The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting...
Blood was its Avatar and its seal.
If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.