A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with.

Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before Love, - Only sleep.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.

Success in marriage is more than finding the right person: it is being the right person.

All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee; All the wonder and wealth of the mine in the heart of one gem; In the core of one pearl all the shade and the shine of the sea; Breath and bloom, shade and shine,- wonder, wealth, and-how far above them- Truth, that's brighter than gem, Truth, that's purer than pearl,- Brightest truth, purest trust in the universe- all were for me In the kiss of one girl.

Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.