Atrocity is truly emperor; All things that thrive are slaves of cruel Creation.
We are most alive when we're in love.
The first breathe of adultery is the freest.
All blessings are mixed blessings.
How can you respect the world when you see it's being run by a bunch of kids turned old?
The stripped and shapely Maple grieves The ghosts of her Departed leaves. The ground is hard, As hard as stone. The year is old, The birds are flown.