How frugal is the chariot that bears a human soul.

But a Book is only the Heart's Portrait- every Page a Pulse.

Twin loaves of bread have just been born into the world under my auspices. Fine children, the image of their mother. And here, my dear friend, is the glory.

Existence has overpowered Books. Today I slew a Mushroom.

You cannot put a fire out! A thing that can ignite can go itself- without a flame- E'en through the darkest night!

Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity - Unable they that love - to die For Love reforms Vitality Into Divinity.

Mine Enemy is growing old -- I have at last Revenge -- The Palate of the Hate departs -- If any would avenge Let him be quick -- the Viand flits -- It is a faded Meat -- Anger as soon as fed is dead -- 'Tis starving makes it fat