Farewell - farewell, For I am weary of the weight of time.

And God stands winding His lonely horn, And time and the world are ever in flight.

Our own acts are isolated and one act does not buy absolution for another.

The mystical life is at the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write.

What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.

Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!

I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made.