Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.

People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

Love that is cleansed by tears will remain eternally pure and beautiful.

And God said, Love your enemy, & I obeyed Him & loved myself.

A word I want to see written on my grave: I am alive like you, and I am standing beside you. Close your eyes and look around, you will see me in front of you.

Is not the beautiful moon, that inspires poets, the same moon which angers the silence of the sea with a terrible roar?

When you reach the heart of life you shall find beauty in all things, even in the eyes that are blind to beauty.