Beauty Is Not Caused. It Is.

Love Can Do All But Raise The Dead.

My Friends Are My Estate. Forgive Me Then The Avarice To Hoard Them. They Tell Me Those Who Were Poor Early Have Different Views Of Gold. I Don't Know How That Is. God Is Not So Wary As We, Else He Would Give Us No Friends, Lest We Forget Him.

To Be Alive──is Power.

They Say That God Is Everywhere, And Yet We Always Think Of Him As Somewhat Of A Recluse.

The Brain Is Wider Than The Sky, For, Put Them Side By Side, The One The Other Will Include With Ease, And You Beside.