All That Is Not Eternal Is Eternally

Oh, I Can See It Happening, Age After Age, And Growing Worse The More You Reveal Your Beauty: The Son Turning His Back On The Mother And The Bride On Her Groom, Stolen Away By This Everlasting Calling, Calling, Calling Of The Gods. Taken Where We Can't Follow. It Would Be Far Better For Us If You Were Foul And Ravening. We'd Rather You Drank Their Blood Than Stole Their Hearts. We'd Rather They Were Ours And Dead Than Yours And Made Immortal.

The Higher The Stakes, The Greater The Temptation To Lose Your Temper.

Reason Is The Natural Order Of Truth; But Imagination Is The Organ Of Meaning.

The Mouse Is A Fair Treat But This One Would Talk The Hind Legs Off A Donkey.

It Is Natural For Us To Wish That God Had Designed For Us A Less Glorious And Less Arduous Destiny; But Then We Are Wishing Not For More Love But For Less.