Dead Men Would Start And Move Toward

When You Would Think, "what Was The Use Of It," You'll Remember Something You Can't Grasp And You'll Wonder What It Was.

I Spit Honey Out Of My Mouth: Nothing Is Second-best After The Sweet Of Eros.

I Could Not Accept From Wisdom What Love Taught, Woman Is Perfect.

...if You Do Not Even Understand What Words Say, How Can You Expect To Pass Judgement On What Words Conceal?

Love, Why Have You Sought The Horde Of Spearsmen, Why The Tent Achilles Pitched Beside The River-ford?