A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing is lacking, Yet all were lacking if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of the right man were lacking.

I am an acme of things accomplished, and I an encloser of things to be.

The strongest and sweetest songs yet remain to be sung.

I henceforth tread the world, chaste, temperate, an early riser, a steady grower.

Peace is always beautiful.

Day by day and night by night we were together - all else has long been forgotten by me.

Be curious, not judgmental.