The problem in narcissism is not the high ideals and ambitions, it's the difficulty one encounters when trying to give them body.

Soul is to be found in the vicinity of taboo.

Come o'er the sea, Maiden with me, Mine through the sunshine, storms and snows; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes.

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

It is only through mystery and madness that the soul is revealed.

A pretty wife is something for the fastidious vanity of a roue to retire upon.

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.