After A While, If You Are Sufficiently

Although Only One Man May Be Receiving The Favors Of A Woman, All Men In Her Presence Are Warmed.

We Are So Lightly Here. It Is In Love That We Are Made. In Love We Disappear.

In Streams Of Light I Clearly Saw The Dust You Seldom See, Out Of Which The Nameless Makes A Name For One Like Me... All Busy In The Sunlight The Flecks Did Float And Dance, And I Was Tumbled Up With Them In Formless Circumstance.

Follow Me, The Wise Man Said, But He Walked Behind.

To Have [adam's Cohen] Microscopic Attention To My Work Was Really A Great Privilege.